I woke with a feeling to write.
It did not tell me what to say,
no mention if I'm to make it bright.
Just to write something today.
Why did I listen to this feeling?
Why did I sit and start typing?
I want to make it appealing,
hopefully when reading your liking.
I woke with a feeling of a kind,
that makes you want to speak.
Words to say hard to find,
this one is one that's weak.
Sorry that you stopped to read,
and the words non inspirational.
It's a brain dump I must concede,
and it's not very motivational.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
I too feel compelled to write things and it doesn't matter if they mean anything to others as long as they do to you.
I do the same, excellent work
Don't need to make it pretty and that's the hidden beauty of poetry ..just write your mind..and you will see a masterpiece yourself presents to you..as an intellectual being..
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