Writing to discover lost self esteem
A passion running in my bloodstream.
Breaking free from the clutter of the mind
Rimes from a heart that has pined.
Writing is my heart’s convalescence
A soothing balm on my quintessence.
Emotions on a paper designed
In each syllable, sentiments entwined.
Eloquence from a soul impassioned
Perfectly aligned lines fashioned.
Poetry has honed my senses
Letting me shed false pretenses.
Visual of a soul painted like a rembrandt
Soothed by tranquility of a descant.
Evoking the aesthetics of euphony
My spirit styled with poesy’s symphony.
I’m breathless. Thank you.
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Wow I love this x
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Beautiful! π
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You use your poetry well π
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Thanks
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Poetry is a language onto itself. Like a poacher, it trespasses onto the rugged face of language and takes words for its heartbound pleasure.
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What a wonderful choice of words! Fascinated by the rhyming….beautifully done…thank you…
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Am honoured
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Amazing π
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Thank you π, Andy π
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Your very welcome.
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ππ
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Beautifully written post.
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Shukran habeebee
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Reblogged this on Poetry of Emotions.
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Thank you so much βΊοΈ
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