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Undescribable
It's driving me crazy
Trying to write something to show you my love
As no words are ever good enough
I've crossed out so many lines
Written so many awful rhymes
Hoping that what I write fits my subject
You're undescribable
When I'm unhappy my ink flows
And words come easily to the page
But my happiness means I cannot write
But there comes a time when I have to admit defeat
Put down my pen and realise I'm beat
Because there are not words enough for what I want to say
You're perfect in every way
And I want you to know, even though you already do
Baby, just how much I love you.
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| This is truly delightful, especially because we have all felt this way at one time or another (those of us who write). Sorry to say, but it always seems easier to write about someone after they're gone. |
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| I really like this. I agree with the above comment, as I feel you have stated in your writing what so many writers feel. I can totally relate to this. |
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Comment by: sudipal - 2007-02-21 08:04
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so beautiful. I can't say any more than that...
"Because there are not words enough for what I want to say" |
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Comment by: - 2007-01-27 17:46
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"It's driving me crazy
Trying to write something to show you my love
As no words are ever good enough"
Ah, so the world betrayed us, now it's time to take our hearts of gold and pay nevermind, take a stand, ban them from our true destiny in writing, let them not stand in our way of righteousness, or fortitude of our beloved sun that shines upon us, that shall never betray us, that shall be there always and forever for us, and every day we are apart, and I don't care about them anymore, and neither should you. They just make for "bad" poetry.
Let me tell you a tale, about my past, about a man named Job, what he did, what he sacrificed, you only need to believe in yourself, your higher consciousness, your breathes of soul that whisper beauty in your song.
Write for those who you love, share the beauty of life, or if you do write about their wickedness, make sure it releases a demon. Make sure it makes God cry. Make sure you do it for the betterment to show them why, to show them about your light!
And only is your light even going to shine brighter! |
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there was an extreme feeling of inner dialog. The feeling of internalization made it an interesting read. It had an adolescents type vibe to it. Effective over alla s an emotional write i think.
thanks for shring this piece. Great write,
peace,
MM |
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