Tuesday, 24 June 2014
Wednesday, 11 June 2014
I Write
I write to feed you words that you sometimes cannot see
I write because my voice at times has lost the will to fight
Words can be so heavy and so light
I fly freely like a beautiful kite
I write to bleed myself dry
Words fill wounds
A literary cry
I write because I am not an artist
My pen is my brush
My words my sketch
I write to add fuel to my fire
Accentuate my desire
It's my trampoline to get me higher
I write to tell you what you are thinking
What you missed when you were blinking
You tell me my words ignite your senses
Steal your torrid reflections
Arouse your palpitations
I write
I give words their due
Some I conjoin
Others disjoin
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