Resistance is futile.
You will not find rest
as long as I am near,
whispering in your ear.
STOP, right now.
Write now.
Talk about how
love echoes
in the valley of
lost souls.
Share your hopes,
dreams, fears.
I’m listening,
channeling,
ready to bathe you,
in serenity.
I am your muse,
voice of truth,
your open door to a sober world,
beyond your imagining.
Calling destiny dreams faith fate hopes legacy muse relationships writing
I’m glad my words bring you hope Nicola, that’s the main reason I publish my poetry. Breathing fresh air, connecting with loved ones, writing... precisely the right track for healing. Sending you love & light.
<Deleted User> (13740)
Fri 31st Jul 2020 05:28
Sober, drug free, covid hit, cancer in me but I see the cancer as setting me free, from this life, but then hope beckons, your words save me again, I need to see my nephews I need to breathe the air outside x
Thank you Philipos! ?
How poetic Amatul. Thank you for caring and sharing! ?
Amatul Wadud
Tue 28th Jul 2020 17:35
Sharing is caring
Caring is telling
Telling is writing
Echoes clear
Pen, paper and poetry
Words we speak
Through poetic poetry
Philipos
Tue 28th Jul 2020 17:22
Oo-er. Great imagery. P.
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victoriavautaw@gmail.com
Sat 1st Aug 2020 21:25
Brilliant comment as always Po. The words seem to come from me, but I often feel like conduit. Writing is as mysterious as it is fascinating.