Let my words pour out from my mind In many shapes or shapeless shapes I don’t care what they look like or how they would perform I just need them to be there for me So I can see and enjoy the slight grin on my face I won’t sigh on their foolishness, I won’t judge them, I won’t hate them, For they are mine, only mine.
Poet’s Note: This poem is about the apprehensions and the inhibitions, that a writer face – in terms of good and bad. The poem simply says to have faith in your writing as it is for your own simple pleasure.
Blood was in season, on your hands. A staged encounter mauling the clouds. Into a hare, you put the lead with a roar of gun and sun wants his share. Beneath the honours lies the guilt of a ravaged moon.
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They say words are powerful, Coz they are both helpful and harmful. Kind words are inspirational, But unkind are no motivational. Words have power to inspire you, They light a spark that no one can do. Words make you cry
Achieving this dream Of words That consist of destroying My inner storm And Opening old wounds The lingering of pain As if salt was just poured Achieving this dream Would mean saying my goodbye’s To the ones I loved the