Hot oil treatment..Nice line. this is steamy, will get a mind to go in all the naughty places. Nice piece

Good to see you too, hun. I’ll be trying to get back in the poetic groove and droppin in on
some of my favs startin with you. See you soon

Passionately penned, Naaj. Excellent write my friend, preach my brother. Appreciate you.

Damian

Big thx my brother. Feels good to be getting back into the groove.

Yes, it’s steamy… but also I snort-laughed at “Rub it in my hair like Ultra Sheen” !!
You make steamy hella fun, my friend. With those fab rhymes that tickle my brain. Classic Naajir!
❤️k

Look at you, over her causing a commotion in your corner. Just had to follow the heat signature to know it was you over here lighting fires. Got your rhythm stamp written all over this gem!

Kick ass piece dude. The flow and rhymes rule!

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Thia is a deeply moving poem, Crimsin. I felt especially those last 3 line. And the music made the poem more real to me, more tragic. To desire death, yet condemned to life, where only sadness can be found. And yet, there is also the deeply felt desire to be “understood”. Crimsin, you may not want anyone in your “onyx tower”, but your poem calls to us nonetheless. Is this not an invitation to at least feel your words?

You write powerfully, Crimsin.

Curt

hello dearest Curt of course it is I hope to move always that you got it makes me happy thank you ❤️

I fall for your poetry every time Brenda. Love the wording and atmosphere. Great image too. xox

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Incredible write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

I second this addiction. I feel lost and unfocused if I do not write.

I third this addiction.

I love the written word..mine and others.

Great write,right,rite,wright….lol

Very relatable Willow. Thank you for sharing 💕

Brilliantly penned, Willow. Into the book it belongs! Infectious vibe your words and the musical arrangement my friend. It’s the one addiction that I feed and I refuse to kick. You summed it up well as you always do. Loved this one Willow. Excellent work. Appreciate you.

Damian

You express perfectly what most of us here feel, dear Willow! It’s the same with me – I scream, weep, bleed and laugh my soul onto the paper.

It’s horrific, that ‘silent scream’, the self-reflection not seen in the mirror, the expression held inside. I hear your pen, Willow. It’s LOUD!!! But I welcome it. Let the ink flow, make Rorschach’s of rage across the page. Just know, you are seen!

Curt

Brilliant work.

I don’t run the pen. It runs me, girl. As Shrek said…Better out than in. Excise the wounds so they can heal clean. Thank you, girl. You wield a mighty pen yourself

Thank you, Thomas