My poetry Tears at Me
by: Ronovan
I’m sorry my words don’t speak in romantic filled embraces.
My language is built from elementary understanding of feelings.
I attempt to translate my true thoughts into a message to convey.
Above all my words are meant for my own wounds’ self healings.
My page opens with clear intent for a jovial sharing.
By the second word typed the mindlessness takes control.
It’s not that things don’t make me laugh or I find comical.
But in my world the only thing full of ideas is the crazy bowl.
Left to my own creative and undirected devices I stray.
What comes out of my fingertips are words that I never would share.
I wonder sometimes what the powers that be would do with them.
But I push the letters in their neat little rows and print them as if I didn’t care.
Therapy of the mind and heart is what some people call poetry.
For me it’s the feeling of razor blades over delicate skin tearing at me.
I lay here exposed and bleeding as the words and thoughts force their way free.
But whatever people may say of this they know I must be what I am to be.
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Well said.
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Isn’t this how many great writers feel? Keep doing what you do. It makes you 🙂
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Beautifully expressed!
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Love this. You express your sentiments and inner struggle well.
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Thank you! Although I don’t know that I really am proud of that inner struggle revealing. 🙂 Makes me sound a bit nuts. Okay more than a bit.
Much Respect
Ronovan
And THANK YOU for the Follow. That is the best compliment.
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As you say: ‘my words are meant for my own wounds’ self healings’ There is a great deal of healing in the writing process. Great blog!
I’ve nominated you for an Inspiring Blogger Award, which I hope you can accept: http://lucciagray.com/category/blogging-awards/
Looking forward to reading your answers.
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Thank you very much! I never thought I would get an Inspiring anything. 🙂
Much Appreciation
Ronovan
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🙂
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