My Soul

My Soul

A Poem by poetic-raven2012

The writing I am writing
Is the soul to my soul
Words flowing, letters falling
Beautifully into lines-
On the ghostly white paper.
Writers flow to the brain and pen flying.
Oh! What a thing to be writing my soul-
Scripting my soul to paper.
My soul is but paper, My mind is ink,
The pen is but the messenger
Throughout time.
Forever is recorded
What I thought and said.
Years from now - When I am gone,
Remember the writing I am writing,
And know you are reading my soul.

 

(Thursday, September, 25, 2008)

© 2009 poetic-raven2012


Author's Note

poetic-raven2012
Wrote this in the middle of Spanish class while attempting to look like I was practicing with flash cards. I think this one might have actually got taken...oops.

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Dialectical a little-bit and as always you like to have many thoughts in one writing... I guess its your way of writing...
And to be frankly critique, this can be improved more and more... and also you can get it more deep and thoughtful....
Just a thought!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is very creative, beautiful and fresh! I really enjoyed reading this. Keep up with expressing yourself in such an honest and wonderful manner!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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A Poem by poetic-raven2012