Baring my soul
Displaying my tears
Placing my essence on the page
For all the world to see
Pen to paper
Scrolling script
Traces of my heart
Dripping all over the page
To tell my story
To be remembered
Changing the world
One poem at a time
Sharing my words
Incomplete and unrefined
I'd rather be imperfect
Than to be nothing
Desiring to share a piece of myself
To create my legacy
Time to open up another vein
And bleed
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there is a turmoil at first putting pen to paper... leaving yourself open... you captured this feeling well in the poem...
ReplyDeleteThere certainly is. Leaving myself open has been the most terrifying part of writing for me.
Deletei;d rather be imperfect than to be nothing...nice...me too...
ReplyDeleteand i think our poems do have the opportunity
to change the world---you never know who will read it
and what it might prompt them to do.
Yes, I think every artist should share their work, even when they think it isn't good, for that very reason.
DeleteThis is such a memorable poem. You've perfectly encapsulated all that a poet aspires for. We all want to leave our mark on this world. And yes, we'd rather leave an imperfect mark than not leave anything at all. I hope your poem gets many more comments.
ReplyDeleteIf you don't mind, i have a suggestion. Please can you make the font of your blog a little bold? It'll look even better than it already does.
Thank you. I hope that it is something that many can relate to.
DeleteThanks for the suggestion as well. I will play with the font and see if I can find something that looks good.
"To be remembered"
ReplyDelete"I'd rather be imperfect
Than to be nothing"
The above two sentiments really resonated with me. I think both of those things motivate much of what I do.
I'm glad you see a part of yourself. I really tried to capture my own feelings and what motivates my writing. I was hoping that others could relate.
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