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You are special!
With you I love to stay.
You make me smile every day.
You're the dearest of all.
You hold me when I fall.
You're the brightest light in the town.
You speak well with me when I'm down.
You support me in difficult times.
You stay forever in my rhymes.
I am the paper and you are the pen.
And every morning we will write again.
(written by KiBLS)
Written: 28.06.2019 | Published: 28.06.2019
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Clara of Spacehaze
Love this one - I devoured your words like melted chocolate! Imaginative and endearing words. She's a lucky girl! :D
The title of the e-book (that contains this poem) is “Praising my reality” and it is not dedicated to a specific person but more to my reality and my being (or my inner self and voice) with which I am in harmony, so to speak, and which I like very much :D lol... but I understand that it can also be understood differently and that's actually quite good and was somehow also intented :P :)
Thanks anyway for for your feedback and have a great day/evening :)
by KiBLS; ; Report
Ah yes, I can see that now after re-reading it. But yes, that's the good thing about poetry; we all perceive it/things differently, and that's a blessing!
It reminds me of a poem I once wrote; it came across as being written about a romantic love, but at the end of it, hinted at what it was actually about - my love for music and it always being there for me - my first, and last love. Probably... :)
by Clara of Spacehaze; ; Report
Have you published it? I always enjoy reading similar poetry. If so, I would appreciate the link, but if not, that's ok too. Thanks once more for your feedback/support and have a great day/evening :)
by KiBLS; ; Report
No, I haven't published any of my poems so I'll copy/paste here. Feel free to delete afterwards :)
Safe Haven
My Darkness, bleak
fluid emotions run deep
Undercurrents dragging me down
taking me on it's own journey
time doth travel...
Complexity of the mind
ever to unravel
Churning... ride with it
clenched in the tightening grip
until it's strength subsides
dispersing, I start to slip...
But you are there
ever faithful; waiting to catch me
a comfort blanket, my salvation
the words I cannot find
you say - in your own way...
always finding a way
to get to me; the heart of thee
lifting me to a place of it's own sphere
Sublime
like a photograph - captured; frozen
caught in the magic of it's own time...
You claim my Soul
but I bestow, willingly.
Our unspoken understanding
comfort of ease, an unbreakable bond...
Tenacious.
For my every wretched facet
you are my Safe Haven,
the melody to every Song.
by Clara of Spacehaze; ; Report
In summary, in the past when wrestling my demons or dark days, music was always my salvation that lifted me up when nothing else could.
Enjoy the rest of your day! :)
by Clara of Spacehaze; ; Report
Hm, very profound and an interesting analogy to the topic of music. Whereby I see music more as (mostly, not all of course) a kind of hypnotic distraction from my own inner self. It's like trying to turn off the problems instead of analyzing and resolving them, but I guess everyone has their own way of handling things.
And no, I'm not deleting it. I'm not a big fan of censorship, but if you don't want anyone else to read it, feel free to remove it. I think it can stay and I would be happy to read even more from time to time :P :)
Anyway; many thanks for sharing your very interesting thoughts and have a great day/evening :)
by KiBLS; ; Report
Me.J.G.
I always give kudos... it's rare to find a poem without kudos on my part... but I hadn't noticed this one!
Very good and sweet
Thank you very much for the compliment and your support! Best regards to Argentina :)
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