WORDS OF A POET.

poetry

A song without music as the melody of words have their own tune,

to the beating of the heart and the passion that lies deep within,

expression, emerging as human motions catch each breathe,dancing on sound,

connecting to the audience with a shared feeling, realised, as they drink in the drifting voice, 

becoming real from the memories and emotions released, once locked away and heavily bound,

in restraint after being laid to rest as the years had covered each individuals trodden ground.

The story unfolding  emerging from the music of the writing after the pen has left its mark, 

from the footprints of lost whispers of meanings of why life has played this part,

playing each sense as the shield of protection is reached and in words, the barrier falls,

merging into mixed emotions as it captures each soul where everyone can relate to the story told,

ONE VOICE, ONE THOUGHT, A THOUSAND MINDS, dancing in shadows of expression captured,

 

IN WORDS.

Reviews

[DIVYA]

I totally agree with you here. Words have a life of their own, no music needed no paintbrush required. They flow on their own, creating a perfect melody, painting that awesome picture all of their own.

I complement you on the way you brought it out through lovely imagery.

[Dalia]

very nice indeed, the flow of words comes out naturally, I loved it

[Adam Lebzo -RonninWarri..]

Quite descriptive and beautiful
nice

[lee von cleef]

painting thoughts,remember to make a thought last it needs a little adrenalin to bind it to the minds tangles,to glue trap, our souls together, a gluten free loaf conveyer belt into a oven, Risen Toast.

[sue]

Thanks for advice. :)

[lee von cleef]

Just have fun, That's all I think about.

[teardrop]

I really enjoyed this write, inspiring

[sue]

Thank you for your comment :)