Untitled

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  • Michael87024
  • ok, she came home for a "visit", but does that mean she is staying? Not likely....

Untitled

My solitude is encompassing me,
withdrawn from the simple pleasures.
I shatter the silence that surrounds,
calling on memories to see me through.

Unsure

Is this what the future holds in store?
Depressed and lonely I scream aloud,
I sit on four wheels in which I call home,
my life is what I have made it so far.

Lost

I see my dream and I long to have it near,
bring to fruition what will be my greatest work.
My mark in this world, not yet, what stops me?
Mental block is a pain in creations ass.

Clouded

I know how the story should go,
but I cannot find a plausible start.
So good is the read it shant go undone,
this is coming from deep within my heart.

Counsel

Guidance is required to make amends,
knowledge imparted is greatly appreciated.
Many years it will take to get it all out,
from thoughts to paper, can't get heated.

Thoughts

Discussions with friends leave me inspired,
it is for them I write, not myself alone.
All I have shown my preface to astounded,
finish for I have to read, but first I must hone.

Gift

My skills with words are fraught with doubt,
good, yes, but conscience always wins out.
How to silence my worst critic, myself?
without peace, my books will never see the shelf.

Knack

I have a bad habit of downing myself,
you are not great, or even good the voice says.
They do not care what you are trying to do,
no one will ever read anything by you.

Light

At the end of this road lies my passion,
so far from point a to b is the journey.
Travel it I must for the story is afire,
yearning to reach the masses, not die burning.

Bloodlines

It is a story about saving humanity,
done before, yes, but never this creatively.
So mesmerizing is the entire plot,
ask and I will tell, for I need alot.

Patent

Keep in mind, the "poor mans patent",
it is in effect so please don't infringe.
Good as we are as individual artists,
money is powerful, and I will see the judge.

Lawsuit



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wiskeygirl5090 commented on Untitled

01-11-2010

wow you just put into words how i have felt for years and as the words say i to am my own wrose enmey.

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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