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I assume writing sinks me in the seas of desperation
It shows the gloomiest feelings I lock inside
It makes all excesses come to life
It makes my heart jump on a higher happiness when Joy lights up
It makes my soul get blackened by the dark sad desolation

It produces exaggeration
It makes me stick to a temporary situation

It glows it shines,
It hurts it kills
It kills all thoughts, For words they turn
Spontaneous not, clear slate does not.

2007-10-05 15:54:39 · 4 answers · asked by Calíope!* 3 in Arts & Humanities Poetry

4 answers

I'd agree. Writing is a form of introspection, and as Lord Keynes once wrote, "It is astonishing what foolish things one can temporarily believe if one thinks too long alone."

2007-10-05 16:00:28 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 1 0

Let me give you some Emily Dickenson as a rebuttal:

There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul!

2007-10-05 15:57:49 · answer #2 · answered by megalomaniac 7 · 1 0

Writing does not sink my ship,
It holds my ship afloat.
I've done it now so long a time,
It fits not in a boat.

I've learned to think my words in rhymes,
Spontaneity abounds.
I write my rhymes right off my top,
I hear these silent sounds.

I think of what I wish to say,
It comes out in a rhyme.
I've done this for so many years,
And still will for a time.

2007-10-05 16:06:11 · answer #3 · answered by Dondi 7 · 1 0

Omg I loved it, It's so true. Loved the last lines. Great poem

2007-10-05 15:59:33 · answer #4 · answered by 'Mojo' 2 · 1 0

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