Posted in of the soul, poetry

Behold my core commander

03/23/2019

I write when I am happy
But mostly when I’m sad
I write when I feel lonely
Or whenever I am mad

I write when I feel silly
Or when I get too bored
Sometimes they’d turn out dreamy
Though mostly they’d be dark

I write when I’m emotional
Or when I feel no motivation
Or when I see something magical
Then I’d write some narrations

I write when I feel suffocated
Or when I need escape
I write to feel like I’m protected
I write just to feel safe

I could very much go on forever
And maybe few days more
Of how in many ways clever
Poetry commands my very core


It keeps alive my ember-
what’s left of life within me

featured image: https://www.behance.net/gallery/38507645/Paper-Plane


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Hi! I'm Rose. I fancy myself a poet sometimes... But really, I'm just a dreamer- a wonder wanderer. Words are my photo albums.

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