Where My Soul Bleeds

I am looking at black ink waking up the words that cut through me
 While praying, they form a message that sends relief
 I want to scream out that this is my world I love so deeply
And that every page is the ground
Where my soul bleeds

Tell me is it less fair to extend a soul so drained that it no longer sings
 Yet still rises shyly to offer a quiet refrain you will never forget
 Do the tears that are folded into a new day
Become ignorant so much so that they
Drown your spirit?

If I wrote you a love letter, would you search the world for our destiny
 Perhaps finding words full of vibrant colors that spin on the truth
 Or would you get discouraged with my right hand
For delaying the proud breezes you wish
To feel here in wonder

I am looking at black ink racing through my veins 
Let me take the time to create a story that will comfort every page
Of this world I love so deeply because rare is the heartbeat
 That overcomes that which is taught by time to walk
On the definition of a kiss.

My thoughts crumble into sweet passion waking black ink
 Until my heart is bathed in a constant notice from time and space
  Although my words are never spoken,
Bits and pieces of them enjoyed the last time the ink whispered
 Onto pages where my soul bleeds

Reviews

[Pax]

oh this is really beautiful...
the soul bleeds and speaks on inks...
its a wonderful journey in a vast different viewpoint...
each stanza is a flight of the soul...
seaching its passionate love and the bond that it connects...
awesome write my friend...

[HopelesslyDevoted]

My thoughts crumble into sweet passion waking black ink!
this line! OMG! amazingly brilliant!! I love it! I love the whole poem in fact!

[al25]

Yep I think that sometimes there are things that you cant say and the best way to express them is through writing them down. Great write, really enjoyed reading it.

[Derek S.Keck]

You bleed ink with so much heart. I was completely taken by this poem. It's so beautiful. You captured the very soul of the poet in this poem. This is what defines great poetry, the ability to bleed onto paper and mean it, regardless of what anyone else thinks or believe. This poem is wonderful Neva!

[fargone]

ur world of words and ink is, as ever, quite beautiful and meaningful, neva. a deep piece but, then again, i think thats when ur at ur best. great poem, neva :)

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Actions speak louder than words and it is those little things we do everyday for loved ones that have a bigger impact then those big gestures.

Tell me is it less fair to extend a soul so drained that it no longer sings
Yet still rises shyly to offer a quiet refrain you will never forget

Love that part.

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

You always pour your heart and soul into your words, bringing pleasure to the readers who enjoy your work. This is emotional and definitely one of your very best to me.

[Art Sun]

Deep Neva...this life can take the very life and Soul into places where we never have known and upon entering we bleed the very thoughts of creativity...bleeding out those emotions that make our character,,,an excellent flow of thoughts,,,

nice...*****