This is extremely old
found this on poetry . com
in 2008 times Basically copied and pasted it
No Vocabulary to Express Myself Just Paper With No words but yet my Mind's overloading with a symphony of
1.happiness
2. sadness
3. pain
4.depression
ready to be imported into the MP3 of my sight
allowing my vision to obtain vocals sounding like a goddess giving them abilities to sing blissful hymns through the words written
but still there's no word
This blank sheet is
begging me to douse my inked sword towards the lines on the sheet
to create a fusion called POETRY but still No Words No Words to relief my thoughts Just the utter silence No words Just thoughts stuck in my mind to express my inner feeling's
Only to be heard and spoken through the whispers of the wind
Yes... been there more than once myself. I think temporal brain death comes from an overdose of ‘E’ additives! Great share, which may eventual awaken some hidden memories I think I may have had or perhaps not!
Never give up – there is a great work of inspirational genius just around the metaphorical corner.
Phillip
Basic clustering, in which you just let the feeling out and with it, some fine results, like "begging me to douse my inked sword". You unlock with this key and let the poet out.
ah yes, that emotional soup that mixes and mingles with each other within our stream of consciousness to produce such wonders for the heart and mind...nicely done