Whisper Writer

You know when you can't stop writing

Sacred letters, inviting emptiness

Head bound to spin, just let me in

This is my freedom, the best of me

Swimming to the abyss, consent my bliss

I'm nothing, my name's overshadowed

Relieve me with a paper--my honor forever

Grant that I may create, humor this calling

Someday you will see, I'll spread my story

It's either sink or swim, but I'm floating

Trust my illusion, there's a rife inspiration

Contain me with gladness, take time for my words

I'm a speck in a million, yet huge in devotion

I speak from the bottom; a pit from nowhere

Cultivate your core, try not to bore

I'm an endless train ride, I recognize no brakes

An author in need, have faith in my deed

Author's Note

Writers, writers. Don't condemn the writers

Reviews

[Rahul]

Every stanza is filled with your nice thinking and with your feeling.Liked your imaginary.
thanks for writing such a nice piece.

[Sami Khalil]

"I'm nothing, my name's overshadowed

Relieve me with a paper--my honor forever




Grant that I may create, humor this calling

Someday you will see, I'll spread my story"
That is some good poetry...:)

[papermush08]

Oh thank you!
I'm little emotional here about my writing, you know sometimes people don't understand what it means to have the passion for writing. :)

[Sami Khalil]

Good to know...Have a great one...:)