It's all about the words I use to tell a story any story - yours or mine
Friday, April 11, 2008
untitled poem Oct 20,1999
Dancing twirling Spinning free Swing on Then set me free Words sounds Voices one Silence shattered Forever gone Walking running Marching by Bullets blood Bodies lay
I see you've found yourself suddenly here amidst the poetic scribbles of my rambling mind often incoherent to the general you and only understood by myself.
If you find that my words have touched you, then indeed my journey of words has met its objective ... I wish to be able to let you the unknown reader experience my rollercoaster existence with the stringing of words.
It is my sincere hope that you will come many times again and leave your comments and feedback for I am only a writer here in the anonymity of the internet, harbouring a burning desire to someday hold my words bound within pages in the bookstores of the world ...
Perhaps dreams keeps us going - I intend to try perhaps to turn mine into some reality .. thank you for stopping by...
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