Poetry

I love it so much,
I like to do it without stopping
...I feel I want it!
I am lost in this deep,
Mysterious,
Dark forest of mind,
Full of magic spells.
Put on the mosaic colored skin of wildest animals,
With strange mushrooms,
that distort feelings
and mix them with colors.
With plants with leafs and flowers
I have never seen before. I feel I am lost.
I cannot reach and go for something outside

Reviews

[Twilight]

This brought to mind, how your fondness for writing is both incessant; and a part of your very being.

It's a place for you, where you can express your inner emotions; both good and bad. Dark moods and levity can be brought to the page, with our words to form a tapestry; which brings them into public view.

Whilst writing this, you seem to have been enthusiastic for the art which we share; using our words to unite understanding.

[Poetic Beauty]

Poetry is magical and powerful as well. It can be anything our hearts and minds desire or conjure up.

[a_methyste]

Yes ineed.