Can love overpower creativity?

Thoughts of what happens when talent is wasted, trying to deal with relationships. Short.

What Art does pride benefit, when talent is wasted so?

What Love has gained repentance,

when hearts persist on where to go?



Do we mourn our creativity?

Have the ravens revoked our virtuosity?

Such arrangements we dare not pursue,

If we wish our life to grow anew.



The nature of compassion hath our

genius corrupted,

My eyes have been, have failed,

have crafted..



This string of time that has let me know,

that its never easy, just letting go..