![]() I WANT TO WRITE BUT.A Poem by Rose of many colours![]() the urge to write but not willing to do so, weary some days,unending thoughts, not much to say.![]() I am writing formless thoughts. The lines that follow seems so hollow: Nothingness and emptiness from a wandering mind. If only I can tame it's kind, And have work prepared with skillful hands. There is the world to explore, And unknown treasures to seek and more. Fearing this kind of ailing. I rolled on my side and typed a few lines. Thoughts appear that makes no sense. Where it came , I know not whence, No form, all cloudy and blurred. I write to heal an ailing soul. © 2013 Rose of many coloursReviews
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StatsAuthor![]() Rose of many coloursSan Fernando , Trinidad and TobagoAboutHello. I'm from the Caribbean,Trinidad and Tobago. Writing is my companion, it defines the person i am. 'My tongue is the pen of a ready writer' this is my favourite verse in the Bible. My expe.. more..Writing
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