#writng
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Stars shine behind clouds
peeking through on occasions
the sky's hide and seek.
© Pagan Paul (10/10/18)
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 4:53 AM UTC
How long must I carry this monkey around,
this love that just needs to flow forth onto the page.
Sometimes it's seems as though it's you,
which forces me to have these thoughts anew,
that fill these pages with my argent spew.
And yet, the story is not of you,
the words have some meaning, but don't fulfil my lust.
And so as they tumble forth, I wonder why they come,
they are unbidden from my imagination of love and life.
My characters have some shades of my magical ardour,
my need to be a knight in shining armour,
and yet, it's all about that yearning for love, that draws me closer to you.
This monkey is fully on my back, and he is clinging on,
he is feeding on my passion, my dreams of this life,
and to shake him off, I must write each day for you,
mayhap this will weaken off his hold.
Somehow I think I will struggle on, until I write those final words,
Those words which will read, the end, and no more,
and yet I will still love you evermore, for such is my life.
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC
think think think
procrastinate
procrastinate
procrastinate
breathe
write write write
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 8:29 AM UTC