Honeydipped Static Electricity
When I read a book or
a peice of poetry,
Or when I create a story
craft my feelings into words.
I feel a spark of electricity flow through my body.Starting from my finger tips
spreading through my veins,
jumping from cell to cell like a bolt of lightning.A surge of emotions,
Then a split second shock,
like an idea forming in my mindThen everything goes silent and I'm back in reality.
Sometimes I wonder if others feel this way Like the authors emotions,
their thoughts,
their ideas,
ingulfing me in fire and when it's gone all their left with is a warm lingering feeling of bathing in honey.I wish to be a writer,
a storyteller
I wish to create worlds in my mind
like magic,
Forming whole empires from a single idea.But what I dream of the most
is that with every page they turn as if they are flipping the pages of my mind,
And every line they read as if to peak into my thoughts,They shall connect through a split second spark of electricity,
reaching out and touching each other's hearts and minds.Sharing a shock of electrical currents
flowing through their body's humming in silence
to the lingering buzz of honey bee's rattling in their stomachs
as they resurface in reality.Oh! what a thrill it would be to to share that feeling with hundreds of minds out there, to connect in-between the lines and in every turn of the page.
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So creating poetry or forming stories both in my mind and on paper is something I've just always done.
And no matter my career path in life I've always wanted writing to be apart of my life.
So yeah
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YOU ARE READING
A collection of poems by a loud mind
Poetrythis is a collection of the thoughts, feelings, rants, and poetry straight from my mind. I'm new to writing poetry so I hope you enjoy.