You do the printing
I will do the cursive
Let's get entangled
And generate our own
Fancy script

Writing is liberating.
Each word part of my heartbeat.

It makes time stops.
And then, one must regroup
to get back to life's reality.

Scribing puts writer into a vortex
that carries one
into new visions, divinely.
It's window that when read
can provide views of understanding.

Writing is a companion
who allows you to
speak freely anytime.
It's a voice buried in words
that gets ignited as one connects.

Scribing are words that hug
in middle of night,
when one can't sleep.
It's fuel that drives thoughts
with no red lights.

Writing is therapy where
one finds no need to hire a therapist.
It's sentences that are like a telegram line
which is electrified by readers eyes.

Scribers are members of sacred club where
membership is free and lasts a lifetime.
It's a penman’s purpose,
that comes at any age.

Writing is thought or emotion
that rockets onto page
with destination... Ones heart.

*
And poetry sweet poetry
are words that move like blood cells.
Please cut me and watch me bleed.

Half fairy
+ Half human
______
Full Costume.
(rounded off to Full Life)

let the lying begin

first, it's ***** - not *******.
don't pretend its scientific,
like geology, physiology.

It's just ***. raw and without boundaries.
you watch. you fantasize. you deny.

then when your conscience questions,
you lie, first and foremost,
to yourself.

what's your favorite category?
got a favorite site?
or you like to explore,
never satisfied, more?
more.

Let the hunger games begin.
who can lie with straightest face?

filter me off of your list,
unless you ready to follow me,
to where truth rules,
no punches pulled,
raw is real. *** is raw.
real is ***.

otherwise, why would you still be reading this
poem?

gotcha.

I keep writing cause I continuously see visions
that my heart wants to scribe.
Cause my mind finds seeds
that blossom into poems when picked.

I keep writing cause as long as moon shines
there is a topic to write.
Cause a readers eyes begs for something to do
and I am willing to oblige.

I keep writing cause my writer guides
whisper endlessly urging me on.
Cause every blood cell
is filled with letters, and I bleed words.