Black Poetry : Need to Write

[Desert Storm]

Forgot what I was going to say
I was just getting ready to loose the thoughts that plague my mind
To set them free
To hear me
Yet to enjoy the realisms of thought
To be one with the realities that are self-taught

Glad to be in a solitude for a moment
Then something goes on and its hard to own it
Keep flowin
There is a flow
Need to write
For my artwork is intensely simmering
To convey that I am not alone, we are not our own
Just to let go
That's what you do when you're in prison

To ponder the concreteness of now
The reality will leave you upside down

To feel people
To feel grace
To engulf my senses
In the surrealness of lifes blisses
To enjoy the here and now
Every moment
To wonder
To wonder
To wonder

I equally drift into heavens paradise of splendor
Only to remember
Wow!, This feels so nice!

Classic and vintage
Black and white
Jazzy Image
The things of this life are but memories floating by
Way high up to the sky
Life is only what you make of it
Don't let the bad change you
Enjoy being free
I enjoy being me
I think it is

I need to write

Desert Storm

 

[watzinaname]

Yes, it's those thoughts that lie right on the tip of your tongue, yet when you want to pen them the exact words are gone, but theose feelings...they remain. Great scribe, you captured that feeling of free flowing thoughts that just have to be captured.

 

[Desert Storm]

Its funny how things like that happen.

Thanks,

DS

 

[$$RICH$$]

trust me we all cross this and words vanish under da ink

 

[Bluewater]

Hey Desert Storm

Yet to enjoy the realisms of thought
To be one with the realities that are self-taught

And just set the mind free. That is what I’m feeling here
In your poem. Just to write, and to feel the peace of your
Thought during a time of solitude even if it's just for a moment
your pen is flowing, and it's wonderful. It does feel good and your drop
Is good, I can feel the excitement building with a blast And I'm just enjoying it.
Yes so very nice. Feeling the flow. Flow

Peace~N~Love