My Life, Love and Beautiful Poetry...

A Writer's Fuel Hi Poetry Lovers, I'm back again.. 😜 Welcome to My Life, Love and Beautiful Poetry. But this time, I have been wondering, what really drives or should we say, Fuel a Writer? Like Seriously, what are the motivations needed to pour out one's Heart and let loose???.. Hope you enjoy my Next Poetry. You give it a Title... :) ***** Beautiful Photo Of A Writer's Muss A writer's fuel. The hollowness of one's heart, A deep place of pain, An emptiness beyond measure. At least that's what I was meant to believe. Tried searching for my own muse, That very emptiness been spoken about, Couldn't place a handle on it. But why should I feel pain? Why should I crave bitterness?, Before I could bare my soul out?? I have gotten a great gift, A memorable childhood, My family. The best one could ask for. I have found Love Briefly, Fallen deeply, But crushed slowly. And Yes, I have had fun memories. Had the best of...

Originality I'm a writer. Off course I am I pride myself of being poetic . Invading the minds of my subjects Leaving all spellbound While they beg for more. With Hearts torn open, Feelings spread across the floor Thoughts gushing out The very window to the mind open, I try not to bleed my *heart out* But My quill is moving, Ink spilling, Blood flowing, Definitely no better feeling. My life is an open book. Tales rolling out Secrets rising from the ground, Nothing holds me bound. So this is Me, Hidden beyond bare eyes. But receptive to clearer minds. If you want to know me, Please read my thoughts But Pay more heed to my words. ****** Welcome to My Life, Love and Beautiful Poetry.