Guilty,
Of letting
My thoughts
Occupy my heart
Without giving them
The attention
That they
Craved
Guilty,
Of chasing
Them away without ever
Even asking why they were here
So I could take pen to paper
With hand and
Help
Guilty,
Of missing
The feelings that
They had tried to share
While they squatted
With patience
Eagerly
Guilty,
Of denying
Hungry thoughts
A safe place within
My head to
Feed
Guilty,
Of not allowing
My mind to listen when
My heart just needed to speak
This is just the life
Of a Poets
Guilt
Brilliant
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I am grateful!
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I’m in love with this
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I am in love with your sweet words of appreciation!
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What a lovely poem – thanks for sharing 🙂
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Such beautiful poems should really be shared I believe & thank you for the appreciation although the one who shall be credited is the lovely poetess of the composition.
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Well stated
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Thank you for your kind words.
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Well put. May I reblog to “Tales of Unwise Paths?”
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Pleasure will be all mine. Definitely if you wish.
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My thanks. 🙂
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Beautifully written. Thanks for sharing your gift. 😀
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Thanks for the equally beautiful words of praise.
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Haven’t all of us creatives been here.
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Haha well, I guess so.
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Love!
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Thank you!
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