Well of Words

Word. Another. Joined between a feeling, a memory, a sense. Let it flow from within to sentences. Simple, sensible and truly something original. Written emotions on paper: a poem.

A Poem

Flashing by moment
a sense, feeling
that never comes
another
not to anyone
not to me
ever again

I grab to that glimpse
squeezing the sense
through feelings
eyes closed
forgotten in me
I hold back

and I let go
to paper

The Poet In Me

Nice to see you here!

This is where my feelings and thoughts many times end up. More than twenty years ago I scribbled my first poems as 14 year old boy that was dreaming about being published author and poet.

Well, as usual, the poems never were sent to publisher and learning process was considered too hard - might have been different if there would have been internet then.

So I wrote occasionally less and less until last year when I decided to start writing for real since I had extra time. Started a blog and build some confidence. Finding All Poetry poetry society really made difference; more fellow poets and for the first time critique. And chance to read lots of good poetry

Now I am serious on writing and aim to improve to the lengths to make it for real. I am going to be published since I have a poet inside me and I intend to unleash it

perjantai 6. toukokuuta 2016

Night That Swallowed The Day

Eye patches
I put on to hold the light
I will remain here
I shut myself in
in bed molded here on
surrender as a relic
of life

powers beyond
will move even mountain
I cannot even only eyelids  of mine
close nor open

numbers of time run wild
till their goal
who and when
did close my shades
from the stare into dark

the envy for the day
and the ones who possess it
curse the night in which, I
fumble and scrabble
for a life
in my dark day
that swallowed the light
from nightless night
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