The Poets Flow
my emotions bleed like a turnicate unfastened
my thoughts flow like wine, crystale off a glass end
the words that i spew surge from my heart
and the shadow of the pen dances in the dark
the candle sways with each breath that i take
words flow like waves initiated by quakes
phrases swim like schools of fish in my mind
populating the oceans with species called ryhmes
the light from the candle flickers when i bleed
as i run the blood of my emotions across paper with speed
quick with thoughts from the subconcious they flow
amazed by the words placed on paper bestowed
lightening fast and quick on the draw
careful not to lose the words in my mind that i saw
spearing each verse with percision and skill
conveying each thought on paper by will
bleeding with thoughts hemoraging with emotions
as poets write thoughts they flow just like oceans
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