There is an eloquent beauty in words and verse
A piece of your soul sinks into a line and is there bared to all
Fragments of the life you lead,
the kindness in your heart pieces of it broken and dismembered
A soliloquy of what you hide behind the look within your eyes
To try to be distant, to try recall the facade of indifference
disappears when your mind and your pen become one
It is into the mind of a man broken, elated or misunderstood you wander
Coming undone and making sense of what they never knew was misled
I calmly write out my inner demons watching letter by letter come to place its part
The map that was incoherent within the confines of a thought build
Making what was once whole, torn rebuilt and rejoined into something so much more simpler
Ink stains fingers, taints paper forms lines and links from soul to mind
Opens the channel between one to another,
Be not ashamed of the horror you may feel in a breath
a reflection of a tear that sheds itself onto the floor
Always believe, always hold onto the shame of what is in your head
Define yourself with the beauty of a letter, a fragment of rhyme and reason
for all that are there with one thought create, procreate from the iota that calls to you
Build from that reflection you see in the fragments of another and turn all that you are asunder
Pen leaves paper, thoughts dim and I turn over the page
My fragment lies here for another
A shard of who I am and how I see what I see turned into a landscape of verse and vision
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Poetry from The Heart
PoesíaWords written in verse can open up your, heart, soul and mind. They allow you to vent your emotions, describe scenes of beauty or just be an expression of who you really are. I didn't expect to get to the end of my first poetry book, never mind star...
