The Words You Write Comments

words of comfort does pose hope of not being alone for one.

f it so happened That you ceased to write From whence would I get the light The fire to warm my ice-cold soul? Words, the need to write, the need to read and console oneself. all that is brought out so well in this poem. thank you dear poetess.

No body wants that spring dry up which feeds their writing....it's indeed a very beautiful and a kind of craving desire...I liked this piece from your pen...thanks for sharing

Many years ago there were pen friends who never met each other but exchanged letters. Now thoughts, views and emotions are exchanged on the web sites. It.s more effective as it is instant. But to me it appears that ego of the poetess is talking to it's super ego. The ego wants words from super ego for en lighting the paths of life. Or it may simply be a request to a loved one to favor with his words expressing love and caress. In any case it's a lovely poem.

Love and life! Working along with the muse of your mind. Nice work.