Thoughts dripping from a small crevice, Seeping through the surface, Ebony puddles appear, Spreading out across paper, Emotions screaming from within the liquid, Thoughts in ink, Cast out in abysmal length, Fluid taking forms, Taking true meaning, Symbols to help the one reading, They allure your attention, Intrigued you by deceit, Manipulation of the black substance, To convey another emotion, Adding yet another notion, Helping you understand my situation, Another fluctuation in the fluid, Yet another meaning you see, You feel my writing sinking in, You feel the current me, Your feel my joy pain and love, And you see my thoughts between blue bars, I transfer my emotions to you, By means of pen and paper.
Submitted: December 13, 2009
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Reading other comments and reading the poem i dont think you need to form but you need to form do you get that i think you need to keep writing these poems you way to good to stop and you need to also try some new things if everything you write is a poem and there all kinda the same poeple will get bored so form but dont form to much
Sun, January 3rd, 2010 9:49pmFacebook Comments
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nell b
I love your style! Yet another truly brilliant piece of writing :)
Sun, December 13th, 2009 12:02pmAuthor
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Thank you. I'm trying to expand my writing style and form
Sun, December 13th, 2009 6:01am