When Words Are Shaped and Formed

So much in my mind is going on all the time 
And I'd like to share with you more and more of what I have in 
But sometimes I just don't know where or how every sentence 
That I am inspired with in the blank pages of my poetry should begin 


Thoughts of mine come and go in my head every day 
They keep playing inside the tracks of my mind and soul 
All the time threads of words are secretly shaped and formed 
These words are just waiting for me to let them one day go 


I have so much in my head all the time going on 
Things I would like to write and say and things I'd like to do 
So much I would like to share with all of you but only IF I could 
Because that's something impossible for me with you always to do! 


Lots of thoughts battle inside my head for attention all the time 
Some are really good but some are not really that cool 
Some can be inspiring while some others are quite exciting 
But there are some that could make even some of you start crying 


Everyday I love to ponder a lot and just to write too... 
I really like to go inside myself and pen my poetry 
How I wish that I could do this all the time- but I just can't... 
Because there are so many things that I need always to do!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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