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A Poet's

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The Space

3/22/2018

2 Comments

 
Picture
Within the space
Where you started to
Breathe
Emerged a soft silence
Your ears had never 
Heard

Unsure what it was like
To be free from the 
Noise
Your mind sought to fill
This void in between

And fight fight
Into the dark night
The thoughts came
Like arrows
To tear you from the
Calm

But prepared for the 
Charge
You readied your
Sword
Knowing you needed
This peace from the 
Pause

But just as you lunged 
To land your first blow
You gasped out to
Breathe 
And find air once again

And much to the
Surprise 
Of the mind made to maim
Came the heart made
To hold
The silence back to
Claim

What your ears knew 
As truth
The way from the pain
The journey back to 
Love 
Within the space once
​Again
 
2 Comments
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4/23/2018 02:16:58 am

The poem was quite short but it was enough to deliver its message really well. What I love about it is the fact that the words were organized, making the whole piece easy to understand. It just broke the standard of poem that it should be lengthy to deliver a great message. In my case, I write poems when I am emotional and I want to deliver a pain that comes from my heart. That's the perfect time for me to come up with a good piece of poem I can be proud of. I let my friends read it so that they will have some comments!

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Rob
4/23/2018 07:03:09 pm

Thanks for your thoughtful message and I completely agree that sometimes that greatest lines and poems comes from moments of hurt, deep heartache when we surrender to the feelings and let ourselves be fully present in the moment

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