How simple it is to pour out my soul upon this piece of paper
No others eyes will ever see
No others ears will ever hear
No others heart will ever feel
My darkest emotion's, deepest feelings, and greatest love
Placed so gentaly upon a blank sheet
Like a mother laying her babe to rest
But like a wind does the words come over ones soul sweeping them away to a new place
Hidden from anothers face
Where tears are cried in silence
Where hurt is buried in depth
Where emotion is brought in to the light
A few words is all I share but they are enough to start the spark
Beautifully expressed. The
Beautifully expressed. The tears cried for lack of intimate expression can often be deep rooted in a fear of the intimacy being misunderstood. Why so many find accurate communication to have great value. ~peace~
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
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Yes. I see what you mean about affecting hearts even when saying little. Words are very powerful. And we each interpret them a little different. Applying our own life experience into the mix. And you're right most Wont see these scraps of paper we write on. Haha I burnt one of my writings in a fire the other day. That felt good actually.
I've enjoyed your works so far. Look forward to reading more.
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Thank you for your kind
Thank you for your kind words.