If I could explain in spoken words,
I would never need to write—
but I can’t.
These thoughts are not normal;
they are spokeless words,
shapes that form in silence,
clouding my mind like a storm,
like the air just before rain.
Then suddenly they pour—
seamless, fast—
as if something had been blocking them all along.
Like a cylinder long filled,
yet never given air to breathe,
until, at last,
it breathed.
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Author:
Ezekiel Olayemi (
Offline) - Published: August 15th, 2025 15:04
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Comments2
A sense of it is easier to write one feelings and thoughts than it is to talk about them, relatable to many. Writing relaxes and frees the mind, enjoyed the read
Thanks!
You are very welcome
For many it is easier to use the barrier of pen and paper to voice thoughts than to speak them directly. Nicely done
Thanks!
Most welcome
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