" Why Do You Write?"

SQ

“The ashes of a burnt mind might as well manifest into a phoenix, for a loss this grave has to be compensated.”

I tell myself as I try to put into words what’s been fueling this fire,

“Maybe” I say, “expressing these demons exposes their reality, shakes off the halo of fear and exaggeration surrounding them.”
Sometimes it works, oftentimes it doesn’t.

Expressing them, at times, only breathed more life into them, solidified their existence and allowed them to persist in the form of a retrievable composition.

Despite the risk, I’ll never break off this habit, even when what comes out of the ashes is no longer mystical, because I write for the future.

When what’s left of this mind is what survived the fire, or what’s been shaped up by it, I’d like to still remember; what fuel created this fire, what fire broke through this mind.

 

  • Author: SQ (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 30th, 2023 16:53
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  • L. B. Mek

    our poetic ink, forged
    in that crimson survival, grind
    we pen our truths
    expecting, chaos to reveal itself
    in those blurred lines, between
    eloquence and punctuation,
    each poem
    a ballad to our wailing birthright's
    fight
    to empty facades from our lives!
    'we truth scribblers, few'
    do so gather and vanquish
    society's demeaning, mirages
    and excuses
    ever-questing
    for sincerity's wisdom isles
    dogpaddling syllables to traverse
    every blank canvas, we so
    meaningfully tattoo
    with our undisputable, worth!
    and so
    dear Poet kin, swim free
    soar high
    and ink proud
    your poetry's, enlightening song



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