Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

doing what i love to do

their is a song in my

head that will not go away

whatever i do does not help it go away

 

it comes back and i think pending on what

what i think about on what

the words mean and the meanning behide them and i add them to a song

 

everday when i wake up a new song pops up and i write it down

and im done w a new pome or song hoping that it will get out

 

and people will love

 

people reading them and knowing what i mean makes me feel good

and knowing that i am doing what i love to do

Request permission to use this poem
s
Written by
savanah-tuttle
American
Published
Aug 8, 2010
Lines·Words
11·108
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell savanah-tuttle how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write