The scheming pen
tricks me
into writing,
all that i
for valid reasons
knowingly withhold,
by promising me
to only write,
in an
unfeeling
ignorant
inky blue,
but covertly
stealing
the red
from my viens,
into its own
captive hold,
leaving my
vulnerabilities
of heart
and mind,
exposed to eyes
that read those words.
© vidursahdev 2019
A brilliant piece, that I find so relatable. Great job!
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Thank you so much, Beckie!
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A pleasure. 😊
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I know it. It’s a darn conundrum, isn’t it!? (Out! Out! **** spot!) (But, the Beard is better than the Bard!)
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Really interesting interpretation/observation! I liked it! 😊
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Thank you, Bela!!! 🙂
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And this rings so clearly and dearly true to me!! Absolutely amazing how you put this in words. I had to read this multiple times to keep enjoying.
My favorite parts are –
to only write,
in an
unfeeling
ignorant
inky blue,
but covertly
stealing
the red
from my viens,
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Thank you, PD! Thank you for reading…and taking the time to leave those much valued comments on each one! 🙂🙏
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You are very welcome 🙂 If there was a playground we visit often, and when we do, we look around for certain friends that are fun and inspiring to play with – similarly your poetry is something I look forward to, when I visit the wp space 🙂
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