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So I Don‘t To Talk To Myself

All (my) verses...or almost all, beyond the quick tip on the keyboard has the company of tears, as sharp as the last glance, as passionate as the most desirable kiss or as happy as the sweet laughter of a child.
From all that I live, little I used to believe, a lot I have survived. We all want to believe in more, but we can’t always. We insist, persist in smiling, as a daily food in trying to make a lighter tomorrow.
The images here, they are me or you, „crazy“ poets, old fashioned and new lovers, thinkers, perhaps a bundle of contradictions, stubborn in believing that in the small moments we live great moments. And it is possible!!!
I don’t lack in inspirations, sometimes in words that have sounds, but never without emotions...yes, they are as rebel girls seeking for the such dreamed freedom: thoughts landing on a paper, a writing that frees the mind and soul.
I write poetry because it is what I do, so I don’t talk to myself.
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You do have a gift as everyone says. Inspiration mixed with wisdom stirred with caring yet strong. Keep writing!

Keep writing... or die beavering...

“There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic.”
~ Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale

Ha! *sticks tongue out at Sci... then pulls Princess' hair*

You have a gift for poetry, so you should continue with it. I, on the other hand, am not creative in the least. As such, I am forced to talk to myself.

“One advantage of talking to yourself is that you know at least somebody's listening.” ~ Franklin P. Jones

Nice, Princess

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TendereyesPrincess,

I am glad you write poetry, because it feels like you are talking to me.

Bare Hugs
Nudy

I need to stop talking to myself and write more. :)