RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Forsaking Life - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Pounding rhythms bringing light, colors and music onto
inner sheets of rhythm, writing it all down meticulously.
Never losing sight of it as it plays incessantly in this
mind, intellect taking and replaying it over and over.
Writing poetry for hours on end, filling my being with a
peaceful serenity that I cannot get anywhere else on earth.
Lively and energetic mode delving into my mind, exercising
it and intellect, forsaking life and everything in it just
to live in inner dimensions and universes.
Always piquing my interest and curiosity, stating it's
essence into every word of poetry throughout the years as
I write for days without eating or sleeping.
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