HAVE YOU EVER?

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Have you ever started writing a poem with a meaning in mind then as you go along realize the meaning of the poem has somehow transitioned to something else? And you’re reading it like how the hell did that happen?!?

Well,

I started writing about not being happy but trying to carry on as you are and wishing someone would notice and call you out. Somehow, along the way my poem turned into me having feelings for a friend (which I think I’m starting to like Mr. Filler) anyways now I’m stumped lol. Should I continue with what I started with or go along with what my mind is making me?! Ugh! and I don’t know why I’m catching feelings for Mr. Filler! We’ve been friends for soooo many years and now I want to all of a sudden start really liking him?!? How dare I?!

Here’s the beginning of my poem titled “Inside”….if you want to add a few lines, go ahead. Maybe you could help me with my direction lol. Happy Thursday loves!!

I WISH I COULD EXPLAIN THESE FEELINGS

WITHIN ME

BUT BEHIND MY SHYNESS

I HIDE

I DUCK BEHIND

MY OWN SHADOW

WISH YOU COULD LOOK PAST MY SMILE

AND SEE THE HURT IN MY EYES

SEE MY EMOTIONAL BATTLE

-SilentlyBliss

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2 thoughts on “HAVE YOU EVER?

    johncoyote said:
    January 30, 2014 at 2:44 pm

    Writing poetry is at-will. We may begin a poem and the chain of thoughts can change, This is the power of a writer. We can add or delete at-will. I hope you return and finish.

    silentlybliss responded:
    January 30, 2014 at 3:00 pm

    “This is the power of a writer.” wow! such encouraging words @johncoyote. Thank You 🙂

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