Salvation
These words are a salvation
that flows from the need in my chest
through my arms
and out my flying fingertips
These words are a salvation
stemmed from the same feelings
and whirls of thought
that would otherwise
make me frantic
and blind
These words are a salvation
and I write them not because I wish to
but because I must
this is the way the world is filtered
through me
and I pray that others find such salvation
possibly with the help
of these words
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
pratta2
I am a college sophomore going to Seattle Pacific University and living in stunning Portland, Oregon for the summer. Poetry and the written word in general have always captured my attention, but it wasn't until the past year that I realized I really wanted, needed, to write my own. It has quickly become a prominent form of emotional catharsis, an artistic form of journaling. My dream is to collaborate with other artists in creating a multimedia work with the goal of reaching as many people as possible.
View all poems →Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.