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- Sprouting Poetry
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Sprouting Poetry
Why when things are good,
Can I not write poetry?
Why does there have to be a disaster,
Happening to me.
Why when there are worries,
Love lost, fear or doubt.
Do these words come to me easily?
And start to sprout.
How come I know things are bad?
When I put pen to paper.
And it flows and develops,
When there’s no emotional sater.
It’s a catch 22,
Where these outpourings are therapy.
I write so Prolifically,
I know it’s a desperate me.
In it escaping my mind,
To my hand, to my fingers, to my pen.
It’s an indication,
That I’m dying inside again.
And writing so many words,
Just reinforces cold hard facts.
That my stability is weakening,
So again my brain and hand reacts.
By writing it so freely,
It tells me my Internal state.
Full of angst, Pain, love
Emotion, sadness or hate.
So it makes my life easier?
To jot down some more?
My self-improvement and misery,
Is slowly, but surely, emptying my core.
- COMMENTS
Amyfriendabout 17 years agoeasier just reading, than writing poetry. -
We all need to be inspired in different ways.
There is no doubt that your particular type of motivation is working, when you turn out such fine work.
Anonymousover 17 years agosad,,,,,,,,,,,but good,,,,,express yourself in words,,,,,wish i was as clever,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,xx
duddle146over 17 years agoInspiration and Creativity ~ it comes from many directions and presents itself in many forms.
Anonymousover 17 years agooften wondered the samething, perhaps Lebronz is right. enjoyed the read thanks for sharing
T_T
LeBrozover 17 years agoSometimes one's muse is pain, torment, and death,
Though this last makes writing rather hard.
