Raw/Unchanged Version
My love for writing is unexplainable,
It runs in my veins like a drug.
For with every word written I become untouchable,
Diving into a world escaping reality's tug.
Relieving my soul from a never-ending storm,
Between these pages I find my resting place.
I discover solace within the rhymes i form,
Embracing the thoughts that make my mind race.
In a realm of free emotion I fly higher than ever,
Where imagination takes hold I reach the stars.
Unfolding my story line by line,
I leave a mark forever mine.
Edited/Updated Version
My pen dances across the empty page,
With rhythm and grace, a symphony it creates.
Each word, a brushstroke, painting a vivid scene,
A masterpiece of emotions, raw and serene.
The power of language, a magic that enchants,
As stories unfold, revealing hearts' deepest wants.
In every word, a connection is made,
A bridge between souls, a serenade.
Through ink and paper, I find my voice,
Expressing the joys and pains of choice.
The world fades away, a distant blur,
Only the words remain, a balm so pure.
Writing, my love, my sanctuary and muse,
A refuge from life, where I can never lose.
Forever entwined, an immortal affair,
In writing's embrace, I find solace and care.
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My attempts at poetry....
PoetryMy attempts at poetry Are met with blank stares As I struggle to convey Emotions and thoughts with care Rhyme schemes and syllables I twist and I bind Hoping one day to find The perfect words to unwind
