I embrace myself with my poetry the rhythms and the rhymes of my mind. Sitting here watching the hands of the clock move time. My mind and heart are at battle. I slow the thoughts of my mind to collaborate with the beats of my heart. My soul dances to the rhythm of my pencil creating poetic beats as it glides across this paper.I intoxicate my inner being with the rhythms and the rhymes that I create within this moment of time. I am drunk with passion. Embraced by InspIration. ~Poetry sets me free to be ME and express who I AM.~#poetry love
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Poetry is My Love
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twistedbeauty says: very beautiful |
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ms.poeticpassion says: Thank you |
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lyrics_Poetry says: I love the flow. Great poem. |
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ms.poeticpassion says: Thanks for reading |
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love_supreme says: Very nice. Excellent write. |
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DallasCowgirl says: Nice flow. Nice vibe. Nice write! |
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Ms.PoeticPassion says: Thanks so much |
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Ms.PoeticPassion says: Thanks so much |
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LP45 says: Indeed poetry does create an openness on an entirely different level. It's like finding a new part of yourself time and time again. Great write MsPoeticpassion. Thank you for sharing and welcome/welcome back to the vibe! |
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Ms.Poeticpassion says: Thanks so much LP45! |
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