I didn't see myself as a writer,
But the simplest thing seemed to be
To get the pen moving quickly
In this case get my hands typing fast
There and then I learnt simplicity
Carried to an extreme becomes elegance
I find my heart numb with thoughts containing more.My eyes, my lips...capture me in my mind's eye as I see myself every time.
Telegraph the path my passion navigates with a sweet jaunt of love, See the weight transfer from my heart to my arms when writing absent from my embrace, and cascading feelings run silent as imagination grabs longing and runs in search for the right words and phrase.
I come to see my life's work depleted and struggle with marks of aspiration that veer from my hard work....
My words though few passionately innate are scant in their articulation of the measure of my heart.....
But funny enough am a complicated writer but if u try to take it easy ull see its ...easy..
How I started to write I wonder
How I write is a wander
I thank you
For making me wonderful
