Compelled To Write Poem by Heather Burns
Compelled To Write
As I sit in silence
contemplating
Somewhere deep
within emotions
begin to stir
Emerging to the surface
eyes become misty
I am left with the
question
why.?
Once again I am compelled
to write.
write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write
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write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write write
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Your pen has to be wet ever to draw the sketches of life possibly known to you and you cannot quit the avocation.. A reminder for all Heather.
Indeed, when in silence contemplating...emotion is stirred that only in writing we can express it in full!
Beautiful poem flowing from heart. It's true... Loved reading it Heather.
Ah yes, the great mystery! We need more of this wonderful Compulsion, for a better world. The creative spirit should prevail. Great poem, thanks
A really great poem, the feeling of wanting to write will always be there, it's something you can never switch off. A happy new year to you.
wow, a true feeling of a poet... i am putting it on ''global poetry '' check it, Ma'am..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/10/2025 2:14:13 AM # 1.0.0
Deeper feelings fill eyes with emotion and direct the fingers to put them on paper. Beautiful poem. Thank you.