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I'll write
If emotions take hold of me,
and I lose faith to keep going.
If tears cloud my eyes agonizingly,
expressing what I feel at heart.
If botheration becomes a source of my unhappiness,
throwing me into distress.
If sharp spasms of sorrow cling onto my face,
rendering me into poignance.
To have and to hold,
the pen is mine,
I'll write;
with each word of pain,
so unending.
with each phrase of suffering,
so unfeeling.
with each stanza of rawness,
so uncaring.
A tale of throes,anguish and abject denial,
As I stare at the paper,
let my story unfold
Reading the dark side,
sunk in my own solitude
showing my scars to you in bleeding ink.
writing is golden,
for a heart bruised so olden
I dare not cease.
@Omondi_Kelvin
#wordsworthian
#poems from the heart.
and I lose faith to keep going.
If tears cloud my eyes agonizingly,
expressing what I feel at heart.
If botheration becomes a source of my unhappiness,
throwing me into distress.
If sharp spasms of sorrow cling onto my face,
rendering me into poignance.
To have and to hold,
the pen is mine,
I'll write;
with each word of pain,
so unending.
with each phrase of suffering,
so unfeeling.
with each stanza of rawness,
so uncaring.
A tale of throes,anguish and abject denial,
As I stare at the paper,
let my story unfold
Reading the dark side,
sunk in my own solitude
showing my scars to you in bleeding ink.
writing is golden,
for a heart bruised so olden
I dare not cease.
@Omondi_Kelvin
#wordsworthian
#poems from the heart.
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