The Lonely Writer

The Lonely Writer

A Poem by Sira YR
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Just one of many nonsensical ramblings in my clouded mind :/

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In the world of white

Where thought morphs

Into word


And gives birth to

Line

Sentence

Speech


Where ink dances

Prances

Glides

In seemingly

Endless Wonder


Where the hand

Is possessed

By divinity

And the mind

Entranced

With carnal need

To produce

Stunning masterpiece


Thought swirls

And spirals

It builds up into climax

And bursts forth

Into an exotic piece


In the world of white

This endless void

Where thought

And ink Meet

Mate


The Lonely Writer

Pens her broken words

And stains that white

With her black tears

© 2017 Sira YR


Author's Note

Sira YR
A simple free-writing thing I did that I thought I'd post. Constructive criticism is both requested and encouraged. :)

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Stains that white with her black tears....
Done so beautifully....
Very true when words do come to us...we have no control over them....we just let them flow...breath in a new life into the words strung together.. :) enjoyed reading this one

Posted 6 Years Ago


Sira YR

6 Years Ago

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Sira YR
Sira YR

Lorman, MS



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