poetry is my grounding point
embedded in my body's core
where all parts of myself are stored
waiting to be poured
i wonder how long my hand has spent
clasped around my pen
and if the page rejoices at the pressure
when they start to dance again
i wrote the words
they healed my heart
a real act of serendipity
true love and sensitivity
practised in newfound vulnerability
what magic is stored in words
that brings such a release?
i write, put down all the trauma
to find serenity and peace
poetry will forever be a part of me
my pen the truest friend
whether my life be long or short
i remain writing to the end.
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Author:
Chloe Sellers (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: poetry has saved my life so many times.
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Comments4
Love this! Can really relate.
i love your writing! thanks for taking the time to read mine!
True. Poetry is our lives.
the entire purpose of mine, i think. but literally the best purpose i could be given!
Great!
thank you!
Very well penned Chloe 👍
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