PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

THE MASTER OF MY PEN, HOLDS SOMETHING SPECIAL WITHIN.

AS MY MIND AND HAND ARE GUIDED THROUGH MY THOUGHTS, THE

ART BEGINS.



SOMETIMES SLOWLY PUSHING MY HAND TO THAT PAINFUL

TIME OF MY LIFE, AS THE TEARS FORM, I WRITE.

AND AT TIMES WITH FORCE MY HAND IS GUIDED TO

THAT PLACE OF SWEET MEMORIES SO BRIGHT.



AT TIMES MY HAND TREMBLES AT THE PLEASURE OF MY

DELIGHT. AND SOMETIMES WHAT I READ BEFORE ME

IS SOMEWHAT A FRIGHT.



TRAVELING THROUGH MY MIND AS THE INK BEGINS TO FLOW,

WONDERING THIS TIME, WHERE WILL WE GO.

MY BEST FRIEND, ALWAYS THERE TO COVER THE

PAGES WITH MY MOST SINCERE THOUGHTS AND ALL THAT I KNOW.



BE WITH ME FOREVER MY FRIEND. TOGETHER WE WILL GO

WHERE EVER YOU WISH TO BE. I HAVE HAPPINESS AS WELL AS

PAIN, YOU WILL SEE.



HOPEFULLY WE CAN CARRESS MANY MINDS AND BRING SWEET

MEMORIES TO THEM IN TIME. MAYBE MY PAGES WILL SHINE

A LIGHT TO LET THEM KNOW THAT WITH A HEART, SO MANY

CAN PLAY  SUCH A BIG PART.



TOGETHER LET'S COVER THE WORLD WITH WORDS, ONES TO WHICH

MAYBE SOME CAN RELATE. AND WHEN YOU ARE EMPTY MY FRIEND,

I WILL FILL YOU AGAIN LIKE YOU HAVE MY PAGES SO MANY

TIMES, AGAIN AND AGAIN.



Penny