I Love Your Poems So Much. They Are So Meaningful And Amazing!

I love your poems so much. They are so meaningful and amazing!

Someday i wish to write like you

I have abstract ideas sometimes n i frame a somewhat draft of a poem or a writing piece in my head but when i sit with a paper n pen i dont recall anything or most of it.

What is your process of writing and how do you get different ideas and give them a meaningful form on paper?

Thank you so much!! That truly means the world to me, that's the biggest compliment I could ever get. Probably have ever gotten, I really appreciate it. I'm in no way qualified in my opinion but i hope this helps

My process usually consists of two main parts. Firstly I think of the theme I want to portray/am inspired by, this could be something larger than life like death, gods in despute, or something ordinary like sitting down for a meal that you wish to show in a different light, or perhaps shadow it beyond recognition.

Becoming inspired is always quick work, there is so much to grasp onto, whispers in the air, wings mid flight, even crying after a submissive fight. Having these floating around in your head is sometimes the main issue, fleshing them out is obviously your struggle, so I would suggest using imagery to help you further in setting the bones of your peice, this is another way I find themes, sometimes writing about what you physically see first is easiest, and then branch off in to what your soul feels about what your eyes see.

Then I simply just freewrite, I mainly just do that, i have a theme in mind and i let whatever thoughts appear onto the page. I dont let them flit away, I jot down what's going on upstairs before it has time to slink into the shadows, I would suggest trying to brainstorm on paper, write down these abstract ideas you have, create a moodboard for them, give them life outside your head.

Write what you know and what you don't, but do it from within, what does your soul want to portray. What does life in you want to say. I hope this helps.

Coupled yearning I weighed your soul against its sins and watched it burn to dust. oh how those scales rust, Pavement awash with soft reflection, littered with messy indescresion. Sky stretched out in great azure, how I'd fly towards its closure. Liquid mirrors meltling at the touch, their steady hands I tend to clutch. Beauty in pain dances amongst a tortured flame, golden stories i wouldn't dare to tame.

Watching Where am I you ask. Okay I'll tell you. I am in the absence of remembered somethings, and in the presence of the forgotten most, I hide in ravens wings and bundle up too close. I reside in the edges, blurry and smoking at mouth, sickly sweet perfume, spread from north to south. I crawl amongst the wood mulch looking up with beatles eyes, looking out these windows, I can hardly wave goodbye. Be careful with your footing and be mindful what you drop, I sink in the corner shadows, behind your younglings cot. So, when you wonder where I watch or ponder where I wait, never assume it's fields of light, or I may just give you quiet the fright, a fear you'll never shake.

Silent apology

Tiny life delicate in its strife, tentatively reaching out with no reason to ever doubt. Presence looming all around, never one to turn away the crowd. We take withoit care,, ripping you of your elixir bare.

Yet you remain so steadfastly loyal, Home to small and large alike, if only we didnt feel the need to fight. You hang your head in shame, will we always hold you to blame.

Hey!!!!

I just wanted to let you know that your writing style is excellent, and the words you choose in your poems are so profound and thought-provoking. I'm really impressed with your work, and I've tried to tell you this many times, but I always struggle to find the right words to express it properly. Your poems are so deep and meaningful, and I'm finding inspiration in your writing.

You're not only a talented writer but also a kind and caring person. You've helped me during difficult times with your comforting words, and I'm grateful for that. nd abt ur ask, I would like to answer your question about my top 3 favorite pieces, but I'm still trying to decide which ones to choose! Hehe *Being shameless for procrastinatkng* will get back to you soon with a proper explanation... idk when lol.. uhmm sry

Thank you so much! for your kind words this is suchathoughtful message, this really made my day, week, life (I'm really so touched) 🌼 it's really flattering that my writing style which is just my inner monologue is something you think good and It really means a lot to me that my writing has had such a positive impact on you, when i first started posting your blog was one of the first i found. I'm glad to hear that my work has provided you with inspiration (you've inspired me since my first post here) and I do hope I brought some comfort during difficult times and I really do wish the best for you, in everyway, in everything and I am always hear if you need to talk.

Please don't worry about procrastinating on your answer to my question about your top 3 favs. I completely understand that it can be tough to choose favorites, and there's no rush at all. Whenever you want to get back to me is completely fine, or if you can't decide then don't worry, forget it all together, theres no need to be sorry, really.

DO YOU EVER FEEL LIKE DROWNING DEEP INTO THE OCEAN, FELLING THE WEIGHTLESSNESS, BUOYANCY, SOOTHING PRESSURE EXERTED BY THE WATER. Everything will turn blue to dark....???

Numb in agony I have lost myself in those silent caverns before, treading lightly from echoed apathy to haunted shore. Pale expanse streatched out before me, littered pebbles anchor this body once more. Haunting calls reached out with currents, pulling my worry to their cool assurence. Bliss holds strongly, and i choose to ignore, how life is leached from me, oh what a bitter lore.