This Poetic Mind Poem by Arely Corral
This Poetic Mind
This poetic mind
is trying to find
words to express
what causes it stress.
This poetic mind
is trying to call out.
To know exactly
what the feelings about.
This poetic mind
can no longer remain.
Conscious, alert for it feels
defeated and slain.
This poetic mind
is tired of fighting
and hoping for calmness
after just thunder and lighting
This poetic mind
refuses to move foward
for it feels all it’s life
six feet under has lowered.
This poetic mind
whose life did not choose.
Feels worthless and careless
with nothing to loose.
This poetic mind
is getting a grip
on reality, on life.
back up from it’s trip.
the mind always weaves words that become poems, the mind does not rest as it records and recovers data and information buried in the depths of the soul...
This is great, the troubles of a poet... greatly written! Elya Thorn
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4/26/2024 12:50:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This poetic mind is tired of fighting and hoping for calmness after just thunder and lighting sure its a fact that poetic mind is always a rich mind, the cuting edge of a ship whic break the water and the heavy ship goes a head..its really a good and interesting poem. thoughtful idea and well written..10/10