The Broken Silence of a Poeticmind

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    The Broken Silence of a Poeticmind

    My lips have this slight smirk and if i wonder too hard it just might be worth
    The words that you'd want to spell out for you ears to birp...(excuse me)

    No longer are words felt and left as an insider they're release unto you as the provider
    And if you use my key to quest and make its cause....you'll have the power
    To hinder the poeticmind of one who's broken this period til this very hour

    Helpful or not with or without doubts i'll make this bearing to acquire much clout
    So sure of it...even the quietest SHEEP will give up their SHOUT!

    Can you believe the fact of the matter is all the words become shattered
    They're left in this whirlpool that has to be floured and battered
    to be mixed up in a form of expression to whom one might be flattered

    I find my self during times like this fighting....fighting against the power of words but without the VIOLENCE
    And left as the resolution to the conflict is.... a poeticmind..broken from its SILENCE

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    Crush commented on The Broken Silence of a Poeticmind

    07-01-2010

    you have a nice style, kind of tripped me flow wise a couple of times but i like your style, brother.

    DeepEclipse commented on The Broken Silence of a Poeticmind

    04-19-2010

    Everything has a threshold. Even a sheep. Tolerance lasts only so long. Unique wordplay here. I like the way you shaped the rhymes. And that last stanza is tight as hell. Fighting without violence broken from silence. Loved it man.

    redbloodink commented on The Broken Silence of a Poeticmind

    02-08-2010

    a few type osss'''''''' but I look past that ......my real comment is that this is once again poetic justice.... I felt this to the depths of me.... thanx for sharing....

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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