A sprinkle of my soul,
A helping of my heart,
A measure of my mind,
That is my art
I dig in my whole,
And pour it all,
Straight into the masterpiece,
That stands tall
I give in my every,
The last of my remains,
All to the beauty,
Where my creativity drains
I have an ultimate passion,
That I work for,
Trying to achieve,
And in the skies I'd soar
I try to do what many,
Think is the forbidden,
What they feel is impossible,
I resurface from the hidden
I craft with utmost care,
Stir in all my faith,
Pour in all my love,
And see how it finally tastes
A sprinkle of my soul,
A helping of my heart,
A measure of my mind,
That is my art.
~Via
Meraki: To do something with soul, creativity and love. To put in a piece of you in your work.
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Guyssssss it's almost the end of Whisper of Silence and I can't even begin to tell you just how sad I am to announce the book is almost coming to an end! But then again, it's still ALMOST. I'm going to miss writing this book soooo much, but don't worry. There's definitely going to be more to come!
I have a question for you all: what was your favourite poem in Whisper of Silence? Please comment, I'm dying to know your answers!
Thanks for all the love and support❤
~Livi
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PoetryTrapped. Surrounded on all sides by an overpowering barrier visible only to you. A barrier consisting of your thoughts, your dreams, your hopes, separating you from the rest of the world. Thoughts struggling to escape, the memories vivid in your he...
