Poem -
Words
Splattered ink,
running from tears wept.
Broken lead,Β
from emotions overrun.Β
The wandering of my mind
prevailed through thoughtless scribbles
pouring from my fingertips.
Meaningful to some.
Meaningless to others.Β
To meΒ
none of that matters.
For those words are mine,Β
the deepest parts of my soul,Β
my very essence,Β
laid bare for the world to see.Β
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Comments
Hey LILY!!....I think every writer will agree with the heart of this write wholeheartedly!!...... in the end..... our words are staring back at us..... no one else!!....... so many people use writing as a way to learn themselves....... true poets write for the sake of sharing their observations on life's most profound experiences!!..... and in so doing..... find some comfort in having expressed that which is of concern to their spirituality and/or personal belief system!!......a beautifully delivered write..... and a VERY compelling champion for "WORDS"!!...... tons-O-stars!!....PINNED!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!....T xo ?ββ΄β³β₯?
Your poems are not crap..
I really like this,short,sweet and to the point,with some very clever word play.
well done and keep writing!
My Dear Lily,
She opens her soul to me
I read the words of her Inner Sanctum
To me, they are "Most Meaningful"
Now I laud her for being herself
Hugs, Peace and Love,
Larry xxx