A new poem to express me.
A simple one written to feel free.
In my work I share my heart.
Hoping to reveal a work of art.
My canvas is my life, my paints my words.
Everything written lingers within.
Till I get a hold of a pen.
Emotions are the colors of my paint.
My fears, weakness and my sorrows.
My heart, my soul and dreams of tomorrow.
The words flow heavy.
My paint drips. I'm a messy painter.
I know it's true. Still I continue and follow through.
Here I am vulnerable with
with each word.
Setting myself up to be heard.
As I write I find myself.
As I write I'm someone els.
Who am I in my poems?
Who will I be?
How will I read?
I'm not sure.
I never am.
I just wait and start again.
Sharing my poems, pieces of me
with strangers and friends, I'm
an open book.
Sharing what's inside me honest to a fault.
Sharing me,
I may fall, but its my life and my call.
Good or bad, this is my release and most of time writing brings me peace.
Jun 22, 2015
Jun 22, 2015 at 4:51 AM UTC
A new poem to express me.
A simple one written to feel free.
In my work I share my heart.
Hoping to reveal a work of art.
My canvas is my life, my paints my words.
Everything written lingers within.
Till I get a hold of a pen.
Emotions are the colors of my paint.
My fears, weakness and my sorrows.
My heart, my soul and dreams of tomorrow.
The words flow heavy.
My paint drips. I'm a messy painter.
I know it's true. Still I continue and follow through.
Here I am vulnerable with
with each word.
Setting myself up to be heard.
As I write I find myself.
As I write I'm someone els.
Who am I in my poems?
Who will I be?
How will I read?
I'm not sure.
I never am.
I just wait and start again.
Sharing my poems, pieces of me
with strangers and friends, I'm
an open book.
Sharing what's inside me honest to a fault.
Sharing me,
I may fall, but its my life and my call.
Good or bad, this is my release and most of time writing brings me peace.
I love the fact that anyone can write anything. I have a great imagination, but for now my pen favors my life. I enjoy different types of art simple, complex, old, modern, dark, or light.
I think this piece is just me. Waiting for my next emotional down poor.
