![]() passionA Poem by de_maruf![]() nothing to say![]() passion… off this I feed a demented obsession with no safety sleeps and awakens hides and seeks unwanted but stirs for more wanting more how much more? within this curse my gift pours as if I’m fated only to define and reveal pen out every moment in detail that I feel smile; I write cry; I quote lines
passion… when it speaks emotions bare words to open and bleed words form phrases and deliciously meet baring my soul for everyone to see it’s maddening a never ending disease a force with no reckon an uncontrolled beckon flames in all I imagine unstoppable when tapped in there’s no measure lots of pressure vibes of pleasure a golden treasure that aches till I’m blind rhythm and rhymes carry over from night skies to sunrise this spirit flies floats on truth but drowns in lies
passion… causes me to see things inversely the blame of why I take to life differently i sense more than the normal being i thrive on and pay attention to my feeling it suffocates until I can’t breathe these burnings and yearnings they empty in the mix of heat of deleted scenes in all that I ink it drives my heart to pound out of beat
passion… can you hear it? © 2012 de_marufAuthor's Note
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Added on September 10, 2012Last Updated on September 10, 2012 Author![]() de_marufdhaka, south, BangladeshAbouti want to cut my life as my desired time and want to make my time eventful and........................................................................................................................... more..Writing
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