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Day 2

We write for we must do what we have to in life
   We write for we have to pour it all that is  felt
      We are here to let breathes escape secretly
         We are scribbling fast to empty our felts
           We smilingly jolt down all deep desire
             We are furiously writing happiness
                We feel and escape the dark side
                  We mix the gins of gooey fruit
                     We intoxicate papyrus deep
                       We induce our loves here
                          We cry our timely hurt
                            We dance to liven up
                              We sprinkle spirit
                                 We losen cracks
                                   We drop  inks
                                     We laugh it
                                       We love it
                                         We smile
                                            Write
                                             Well
                                               We

Style: Shape Poetry

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P.S. : The shape poetry took a while to be formulated due to all html on blogs so forgiveness for not a perfect triangle shape but I attempted so happy about it.

I Find You…

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Days like today, I wonder
Where do the words hide
When the heart seek them
On the paper, this blank.

The mighty sword, called pen
Is struggling to spill ink
Spin a wheel, to weave
Maybe a rhyme, or verse.

Often, when the heart smiles
I find you hidden in eyes
Telling a tale of happiness
Wordlessly they, say it aloud.

I find recluse in magic
When tears refuse to stop
Staring at the blank leaf
I find inspiration, to scribe.

To nature, you are closest
Moon smiles, and stars dance
As the rain, sings sonnets
To tell your hiding place.

When these fingers are intertwined
With the ‘one’ I love
I also find you around
As impromptu tales are written.

There are many other places
You hide stubbornly, in need
But I still wish everyday
For your stay, till doomsday.

Written for the OctPoWriMo writing prompt Day 2-Hiding Places

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