Each time I write a line or two...
I say myself that it will do,
But then the doubt captures my mind,
It seems like I will never find
The rhyme for all I want to say,
It always keeps washing away
From me. Again I'm in the dark
Awaiting for a light or a spark,
Which is supposed to lead me on
Or leave me here alone and drawn.
But I still say myself "Be brave,
Go on and take the thing you crave.
Because it's easy, can't you see
To write down words which set you free,
Which then ignite your inner light,
For new beginnings give you might.
They always make you feel complete,
Make your eyes see, make your heart beat,
So hurry up, spill ink-stained thoughts,
And loosen up your soul's tight knots.
Drop your first line and you will find
The rhymes for all you have in mind".
26.07.15
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