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
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
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
maanantai 2. toukokuuta 2016
Shades of Hell
The greys
with all of their shades
clouds with all the possible shapes
life with all its emotions
how heaven is so
attached to hell
bound so often
by one single word
or act
to chain of events
countless to imagine the colors
and hues of skies
hell does not burn
for it is black
and dark so that
as embraced
to its very depths
one begins to imagine black
not to lose sight
sidotut joskusyhdellä sanalla
teolla
tapahtumaan
laskea en saata värejä
sävyjä taivaan
helvetti ei pala
se on musta
niin synkkä että
syleillessään syvyyksiinsä
siellä alkaa kuvitella mustia
nähdäkseen
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