Speechless Poem by Sensuelle Briden

Speechless



The mouth remains speechless; the spirit is here.
It touches all blocks in my head; makes me free.
My heart becomes open; the sweetest thing is
I always felt I have had this inner bliss.

So I remain silent; I look in your eyes.
I see sometimes hell and sometimes – paradise.
It all depends on me and never on you.
My power and greatness are my perfect truth.

I heal myself slowly; I know it takes time
To find my own sound, my rhythm and my rhyme.
I breathe in love gladly; I enjoy every sip.
I drink my own knowledge; it comes from the deep.

Friday, March 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: consciousness,healing,mirror
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 20 March 2015

All the power lies in the self. I liked your poem. Thank you

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Sensuelle Briden 21 March 2015

Thanks! And yes, it truly does.

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