I put the pen to the paper,
Now I escape,
My mind goes blank,
As I think.
I wont worry about my life,
I'll just wait to write,
What comes to mind,
As I unwind.
You think its funny,
My escape,
You can't laugh at me,
As I'm set free.
Author notes
I really think this is a great contest and the first I've entered.
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A contest entry
- Poetry Is... by Everwind Rising.
1800 points, ended December 22, 2007, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A great escape it is, and freedom opening before each poet's pen!
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Freedom is a choice and not a will. Sometimes we take a good look at our surrounding and find things to not be normal because we either want something and we do not get or have something we do not want.
if you know the story of the hungry man
He was so hungry he'd eat about anything.
When he find the food, he ate so much
then his belly was full,
now he no longer hungry but he still feels not all right.
That's life, things are perfect the way they are.
But we seem to always think that they are not. -
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Well said! Writing is a way to break free and fly. Great write. Good luck in the contest. Keep on writing.
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