Why do I write? Why is the inclination
To formulate what yet remains unthought?
To understand and add a new dimension,
And let it sail into the outer world?
It is my mind, as restless as it's curious,
It is the music, often overflown,
It is emotion - peaceful, funny, furious -
That feeling - happy, low, or forlorn.
I blend them all into the sonnet structure,
With effort, patience, longer waiting time,
I ponder over words, comparing, catching,
Until it comes: the cherishable rhyme.
When it appears, it's the best of moments:
Fulfilled past and new upcoming promise.
03.03.2016
Why do I write?
© Copyright: Валерия Ливина, 2016
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