Poets are just artists with so much to say, we are quite happy to spend hours writing throughout our days.
Emotion is our fuel for thought, along with love and hate, our distant memories and ideas are scribbled down, as they wait to be woven into beautiful words to which we will invigorate.
To carefully plan and create something new, from something old and make something meaningful from the words that we mold.
Broken at times we may also be and taking the time to write gives a much needed release. Being healed by using words brings a feeling so new and complete.
But, sometimes, I want to be feel broken so I may rekindle lost feelings that hurt me, reminisce about lost romance, to mend my shattered heart and relive the pain that once tore me apart.
This page is my canvas, the words are my picture to paint a view within your mind. I can cause you to sink into my scene, as I tell you a story about where I have been.
To tell you how joy filled my heart when he came into my life, and how everything was wonderful and being by his side felt so right. Remembering how the leaves on the trees were green that day and how beautiful the sky is blue How the stars shimmer in the clear night sky and how the sunset kisses the land each day anew.
But, how many times did he break my heart and heal it time and time again? and then I’ll show you how I eventually turned everything around and then gave my life it's dues.
You see, we poets are just like artists our passion is just with words, I would write and use my blood to paint the sunsets and draw lovehearts if I could.
I would carve and create masterpieces with the hurt that was left behind Just to bring life to a poem or story being written within my lifetime.