I had a map without a compass,
A lantern without oil.
You're the pice of my puzzle
I didn't know I'd lost.
I had a track without a train,
I was roofless in the rain.
You're my compass,
You're my oil.
You complete the picture.
You're my engine,
You're my shelter.
Without you I'd surely falter.
Author notes
I wrote this totally out of the blue without any kind of plan. I was hoping the spontaneousness would work with the poem.
Tell me what you think... be honest.
Comments
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Umm it is a good piece though.. But if may say its not very joint.. Maybe if u worked on it a bit more it would be a bit different.. Very disjoint..

