with this pen i hold

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This peom is about writing a poem, how it can be so difficult but so easy and when u r in the moment it's like magic, like the pen isn't moving but all emotions are spilt on the page.

Submitted: July 22, 2007

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Sitting with my note pad and pen

Confounded with my thoughts

Nothing appears in the tick of time

While the clock goes - Tick tock- tick tock

My mind is surrounded by emptiness

Nothing appears but blankness-

Then suddenly time goes faster

And pure emotion spill on to the lines in the note pad

With the pen I hold in my hand

All feelings are embraced by the words

Absorbed by the white page

This feeling I dread is a curse

It’s magic my pen doesn’t move

But yet all the feelings within me

Become visible in the book

Such words are magnificent

Explaining the raw emotions

That I can’t explain verbally.

 


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