My success is an elusive baloon, waiting for me to grab it, floating from side to side with the wind, across oceans, big green meadows, trees and brooks, rustic pastoral scenes and rain-swept sidewalks. First high, barely visible, far out of reach, then low, almost within reach, blown here and there by the vagaries of a playful wind, a wind one moment heartless and sadistic, the next gently compassionate. The wind of fate, and in it rests our lives.
Dear brown penny, at the bottom of the well,
will I ever find heaven in this forsaken hell?
My soul's slowly drifting like dust in the wind
My heart's dead, that's why I tread on all that's sin
So I ask, brown penny, will I love again?
I truly fear you'll answer, so I'll drop my pen...
-picks up pen again-
I still cling onto hope, like a child on a blouse
Only to expose cleavage that seizes to arouse
I took the leap of faith and broke both my legs
And just like Humpty Dumpty, faith breaks like an egg
So all of a cupid's arrows and all encouraging men,
can't put my broken heart back together again!
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They're writings such as the above poem that give me the will and inspiration needed to keep on writing and aspiring for to sketch and create such a beautiful piece. Also, learning swift tricks and tips such as how important descriptions are in writing is one sure way of developing and progressing towards a better future, no matter how hazy it seems at the present, for it's just a few steps at a time. The smallest things do make the largest differences.
Pen and paper, as simple as you may be
You still give others the chance to see
The feelings, expressions and ideas
Experienced and lived, shared with glee
Take my hand and take me far away; not too far to escape from reality, yet far enough to experience an overwhelming feeling of euphoria. Just give me that rush as I hear your soft scratches brushing over the paper, ever so gently. Perhaps this quick rush of feelings - like those experienced when having a crush on someone - is just what I needed to add a bit of spice to my day.
Breaking the Chains:
"Beneath the rule of men entirely great,
The pen is mightier than the sword."