Saturday, October 26, 2013

Not Quite

I am a preacher without a voice,
A clown with a normal nose,
A book store where no one likes to read,
A model that can't strike a pose.

I am a song that's missing music,
A gourmet meal dropped to the floor,
A shining star obscured by the clouds,
A game for which no one keeps score.

I am a bird that's unable to fly,
A flower that doesn't bloom,
A sappy letter lost in transit,
A hotel without any rooms.

I am a fortune with no one to spend it,
An outlet without any wires,
A gun that has no ammunition,
A painting caught up in a fire.

I am a water hose filled with holes,
A phone that can not go through,
A sister born as an only child,
A hopeless case if not for you.