I speak through verse
carefully drawn onto paper
I rarely seek to rhyme
my recollection, my personal memoirs
painted into imagery
my guts poured from all angles of my life
with just the right amount of passion
and a subtle yet obvious sense of courage
painted black and white
sometimes even with intense colour
my ink and sheets being my truest and greatest art.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Happy New Year to all.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments7
Very well done. I love it.
Dear Thomas, thank you so much.
And a most beautiful art it is dear poet. 😊👍
Thank you dearest A.P I've missed you too. 🤗
Really enjoyed this poem.
Thank you so much dear Tom.
📝✨ Expressing through verse, a dance on paper. 🎨💬 Memoirs painted vividly, guts poured with courage. 🖤🤍 Colors intense, or black and white, each stroke reveals my truest art. 🌟💔 The ink and sheets bear witness to my essence, a symphony of thoughts. 🎭🖋️ A raw, authentic expression, where emotions take flight. 🌈📖✒️
Lovely, I enjoyed it
Dev
Thank you so much dear Dev.
it seems you wrote yourself so well into the fabric of a single page .. bravo Teddy .. Neville
Dearest Nev, I sometimes need to remind myself why I write, I'm sure I'm not alone. Thank you so much for your very kind words. So good to see you my dear friend... 🤗
Great proclamation about your love for poetry -thanks Teddy
You have seen this perfectly. Thank you dear Parisab. 🤗
All of us that write can feel this. Yes I too at times prefer free verse and at others rhyme. Words that flow from the heart can always be felt by others in a place where we all share commonalities. Lovely
Thank you so much for this amazing review which is indeed another way to say exactly what I mean within the lines 💜
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