Late Night And A Need To Fill A Page

[Psyteth]

These words possess a blinding light.
So my sorrow will always create the darkest shadows.
For that, my ink is always strong
And not bound by limits.
It is a gift with the curse of
Not knowing how to enjoy it.
Casting life in the
Tranquility of ones own pain.

Art is insanitys bedroom.
I never sleep well, mind you.
But there was a time i could dream.

Oh, and how I dreamt...

I want to recognize myself again
Inside of the ink,
On the outskirts of my words,
And beside each sentence
To one day die inbetween the lines.

Take what you can from it,
While I figure out what it is I have to give.
You could never anticipate
The number of stones in my pockets.
But you are better then me
Based around that fact alone.
Find me at the rivers edge where
I will let my spirit dance
At twilight, submerged.

You will always follow the footing
To deaths dance well.
But lifes everchanging tune
Will leave you stumbling.
Respect your aching feet, leaning heart.

I once used a lovers eyes as
A crutch to stitch beauty together that
Is not and never was my own.
I know no shame in knowing now
I ttanslate sadness but clothe it
In whatever love I could muster.

I know I loved well...

This ink would lose me
If I never learnt how to treat
My pen as an ore at times.
It is not land you seek.
It is the end of this poem,
Where one will rest on an ellipsis
And carry forth into another..
And another.. and another.. and another..

So let some inch of sorrow
Rust against the happy thought
Some piece of me,
No matter how small will know
Little of the weight to these stones
And know nothing of death.

Some parts of us are forever...

[Sasha]

Wow! That's stunning for sure!
I was really taken by the intriguing thoughts you portrayed here, and the imagery that was blended with deep emotions. There are many aspects here with many angles to consider, like that relation between the author and the pen, how to live this life before your ink runs dry, along with personal sentiments that accompany us throughout our lives.
Brilliant OM!! Thank you much for sharing!

Sash

[Jahaliel]

Until I read this I didn't realise how much I had missed your writing, it's beautiful, interesting and just a perfect OM... Gorgeous work, thanks so much for sharing it with us.

[everhopeful]

A poem for poets, not only because of the overt theme, and the way it manages to pay tribute to the depth of the writing process for many people, but because of the way the speaker manages to describe their world in a way which could be anywhere, because their world is where their pen lies.

[^^AshVan^^]

I liked the emotional twists and turns through your thoughts here, our emotional thinking indeed fills the page

[Psyteth]

Wow, thank you all for the kind words.. I've been in spiritual turmoil.. some of which I hope I can properly translate into my poetry which i would like to take the forefront in my life once more. I never stop missing it.. but my own self doubts and constant distractions and stress in the world have kept me shying away from it. I hope i haven't lost my touch too much! I'll make it an effort to be around more.

[songofmeadow]

I found this written in a way that I could both relate to and be captivated by, lots to admire and very well done on the spotlight, meadow

[tangerinepie]

I can't find words to properly address this work of art.The weaving and texture of words, the ability to make me gasp in awe, just a mind bending poem.You should write full time and never stop..I mean it..The Spotlight shines on you..T..

[flux]

There have been times when I have been too close to poetry, or some other obsession, when I have felt this way, or something like it, and I've needed to take a step back. Well done for the spotlight.

[karrie]

Stunning write! Congratulations on the spotlight

[everhopeful]

Upon re-reading this one a couple of lines particularly stood out to me:

"It is a gift with the curse of
Not knowing how to enjoy it."

I think that is something I have been particularly feeling lately myself, so it resonated with me.
This is penned with a lot of spirit and open honesty, making something deeply personal connect with the reader.
Congratulations on the spotlight.

[SirDaniel]

I'm at the belief that no two writers write for exactly the same reason, although there are similarities, our motives vary as snowflakes in a blizzard.. This poem shows the gap between the writer and the words, and it shows it with images that speak to anyone who picks up a pen. Lovely write.

~ Daniel

[Psyteth]

Wow what a wonderful surprise to stumble upon... Thank you everyone for your kind words and also for the spotlight!

[musie]

"Art is insanitys bedroom.
I never sleep well, mind you.
But there was a time i could dream.

Oh, and how I dreamt...

I want to recognize myself again
Inside of the ink,
On the outskirts of my words,
And beside each sentence
To one day die in between the lines."

WoW! What a GEM! I am absolutely speechless, this was SO very inspiring to me...the above vs. were only some of my favorite's in this AWESOME piece of work....I wished I had written it, because you have written about me...OMG! I can't say enough wonderful thing's about this piece...I will have to read more of you...CONGRATULATIONS on this SPOTLIGHT! Most Deserving! Musie
A book marker for sure, to be read and re-read.....

[Psyteth]

Wow, you might give me an ego with talk like that! lol.. thank you so much for the compliments though, I beyond appreciate it. I got two new pieces in Prose if you ever get a chance, ha... Trying to get back in the swing of things. Writers block is quite the b-----. :-)

Thanks for making me blush by the way as well lol.

[E.S.]

Astonishing. My poetry stems from the depression I find myself carrying around so I deeply sympathized with this piece.

[inflames]

The ending stanza to this is beautiful. Thanks very much for sharing this- you filled your page well.

Congrats on your spotlight!

[Psyteth]

Thank you very much! :-)