Who thought this was easy?
Who thinks you put your pen to draw
And that’s it?
In a senseless rhythm
I write because it’s a must
Recalling facts from real life
And what I never got to have
In a bare try
I write
While I search for the right word
So you can search for the right meaning
All the same
No way, but
For the sake of it
For there should be a reason
Or maybe not
Today is an in-and-out
And in again
Deeper- so intense
It hurts somehow
No place to stand or start
No reason to find
The exact moment
But before I’ve finished
You’ve probably left
When this is taken for granted
Need to have begun
When I lost the sense of rhythm
And rhyme
My words stolen
Where do they lead us, you, me?
My heart
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© Dulce
Image: Les Mots de la Douleur by Valse des Ombres
15 comments:
your poems are really beautiful.
Very intense poem this morning, dear Dulce! Beautiful.
Wow Dulce, I feel this. I feel this everytime I write...everytime I put down what my heart speaks inside. I love your ability to do that. Take gentle care and so glad you know the power of the pen. Sarah
I hope you had a good christmas
In part, the art of writing poetry involves putting into words the inexpressable, and not only that, but making it seem effortless.
There is something satisfying though, isn't there, in having the ability to turn emotions--even sad ones--into something beautiful?
Dulce, any words you write are like music, I can read them and relax or be entertained. You are word-generous to us! Thank You.
Secretia
Dulce... nadie dijo que fuera facil, pero si es, sin embargo, realmente gratificante.
adoro ecribir, es mi via de escape, mi desahogo... Soy yo. Cada una de mis palabras, soy yo.
Bellisimo poema querida mia.
Que este nuevo año, te depare felicidad, salud y paz.
Mil besitos!!!
Writing is breathing, is living. Very intense poem. Did I understand well? Someone stole your words? Shame! :( My best wishes to 2010.
I was wonderin the same thing. I like Dulce rhythm; don't change. But yeah, where does it take us. ~rick
I ever find your heart in yours poems, thats why I like them.
Besos:)
Yes !!!
This is what writing is about ;)
Love it.
Thank you for sharing.
Sweeter Dulce. My comments are usually--no, ALWAYS--much too lengthy. So I took it off!
What is outstanding about this post are those two words you wrote: "I WRITE"...and Dulce that IS what you do, and...you do it SO well!
That picture is another beauty one, of words going out from one and into another, like so many things...say, love?
Dulce, this is beautiful! Details the burning desire within to write and release the emotions in your heart! This to is the reason why I write :) I just loved this more than words can describe
Your poem touches this poet's heart. The wrenching out of pieces
of my heart each time I write is
captured here.
I really like this one. I feel the same way about much of my writing - it is so often cathartic. Sometimes either while I'm writing or read what I have written, it's almost as though I am reading about someone new, and it's me.
I wrote a piece two and a half years ago called The Wood Chopper that still does that for me.
Mike
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