Short Art Of Writing Poems

Write as if nobody can do it for you, perhaps, you are right....

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Trapped between two worlds
Expressions of paint and ink
The art of writing....

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Write concerning words even though it will be a kind of a shortest poems ever known to man....

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Too much bourbon will make you think
everything you write is a masterpiece,
too little and it is all just a pile of crap.
The art of writing is to find the balance
where the two can co-exist....

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My art of writing
I’m trying to find
Impossible thought
It’s flying around!
Spill that ink
A sheet of paper
Are my thoughts awake?
Or sleep in the corner?
Slumbered spirit
Soon to be up
Give me some time
To write poem of mine...

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Wind Blow

My art of writing about 
My emotions blows like 
Wind 
Some time it's hot like 
Nasty some time it's cool 
Like snow 
But it's always believe to 
Give fresh like breath 
Am I threaten with my 
Words like wind blow 

With love all 
Jagdish bajantri...

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By the age of nine
my poetic urge had sprung
to be part of me-
as new Spring was on its way
with the magic of my pen.

My poetic muse
came to stay with me that day
helping me write, "Spring"-
planted the art of writing
in my heart throughout the years.

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#pen
"ADHD"
In the still of the night,
my thoughts are racing
and need erasing.
All I have to do is use my pen,
then the art of writing begins,
the thoughts become silent.
Flowing words onto paper is reliant!
It helps me hide from ADHD for awhile,
It shows in my face with a sincere smile.
           #SacredInkedBlood...

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I am new
Yet I have a question 
That involves the art of writing
You see I've wrote stories and poems for quite a while now
But I am afraid to say
There is a block in my way
I do not rhyme, I just write
But now it's been two years since my last decent story
I ask for some help
From the talented poets
How do you kill a block?...

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You got me to a bower of mulberry blue,
And made me stick to it like with a glue,
You gave me the joy of expressing the self,
And filled with the books of joy - My shelf.

When I write you I feel I am in heaven,
And I won't be harmed even by the black raven,
You gave me joy and made me pine,
For writing you and craving for you time and again-
Like a glass jar of sweet red wine....

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