My heart

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  • house
  • extremely busy lately trying to get back into writing new stuff

My heart

My heart spills onto paper,
In the form of ink,
Betraying itself time after time,
I wonder what it thinks,
Driven by one emotion,
It over powers the mind,
In a world so cruel,
It manages to stay kind,
So many battles lost,
Yet strongly it beats,
Struggling to survive,
As it always meets defeat,
Never surrendering,
Knowing once again it will die,
Invisible tears,
Silently it cries,
Simple words,
In the form of poetry,
Embracing hope,
So passionately

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Sx9 commented on My heart

07-29-2010

so now u are calm and I am loving it,,walk good and give us the vibes all the time,good works,,

BlacknWhite commented on My heart

07-05-2009

I love the way you talk about emotion in a continuous evolving motion. Its like stepping outside the emotion and observing. That is how I kicked Cigerettes. I stepped outside my addiction and spoke to it as if it were a person. I vocally told it how sly and manipulative it was, that it could not fool me etc. Very nice poem Very different.

Sx9

07/29/2010

u know what we do that a lot without thinking,,who are u talking to,,ur self,,walk good..put it on paper,let the ink speaks..

Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

house’s Poems (17)

Title Comments
Title Comments
untitled 0
MY CAUSE OF DEATH 3
My heart 2
FREEDOM 1
HOPE NEVER DIES 1
HOPE 2
THIS IS REALITY 2
DEVASTATED 1
JUST ANOTHER DAY 1
Nothing Yet 1
heartache 0
THE SADDEST DAY 4
MY LIFE IN MUSIC 3
Kim's Poem 1
UNTITLED 2
Invincible 1
Memories Of A Nightmare 4