Vital Compulsions Poem by Sandra Feldman
Vital Compulsions
The Compulsion to write,
Is so Strong,
It just might be,
My life-giving Potion,
My Lifeline to Emotion!
Feeling and Feelings,
Are Everything!
In constant motion,
Like a magic train,
That pushes us, along,
Into worlds, unknown,
Please accept my devotion!
Then, there's Mystery,
And the Why?
The unanswered questions,
And the Innermost Cry,
The vital search for Love,
Before you die.
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5/11/2024 2:53:20 AM # 1.0.0.1119
agreed with Noah! accepted! so much so im adding this to my favourite poems list! really enjoyed this Sandra, all those unaswered questions we strive to write, understand and indeed find as a writer, its all the joy of being a poet, no limits and expressive art!