What I can’t understand is
how poetry falls into my hand
like glittering stars in the sky.
I picked one I can’t lie.
The pull it has over me
to give it to all of you.
You say I’ve given so many away I
Hoping that it will help someone, that someone could be you
Please don’t laugh
Words it’s a healing.
Or it can destroy
Words can be misleading
It’s like air you breathe, like water.
You never thought about it, but you outa
I wonder why you feel that every single word I spill,
Is the gospel and cannot be changed.
What is wrong with you? That kind of thinking is deranged
Poetry is meant to be shared
Not coveted or hushed
If it’s a shock that it causes so much emotion
The beauty of it is, that it will not be rushed
You care about what I do.
I care about all those things too.
Please don’t take offense at what I wrote.
Don’t take it too hard that you walk yourself into a moat
These poems just come to me, out of nowhere.
It just comes for me, maybe because I care
I hear you beautiful Fia people take them too seriously which hinders our creativity as it just flows I went through an anger period when I was going through a tough time and lost a lot of followers because of it peace to you lady let it come as it will 💕
Thank you, crimsin ;))
Its a gift to be able to express feeling with words..I’m glad you have the gift 🌼
Thank you, Joe ;))
Words have serious magical power….that’s why we call it SPELLING. I’m sure you’ve that one before, but it’s true. Where do thoughts and inspiration come from? Poetry is the great filter. Use responsibly.
You are correct. Thank you Benjamin;))
Cleverly penned, Fia. I always enjoy your musings. Phenomenal write, cuz. Appreciate you.
Damian
Appreciate that,cuz
I think of my poetry as not by me. It’s by little ghost in my ear nagging me till I write their words down hehe. Wonderful ink, friend.
Thank you, Nick😊
I can’t even count the emotions I’ve given ink to. Without poetry…I have no voice. Without a voice…we fade. Very nice
Thank you, Willow;))