My spilled page

A spilled page does not mean it has been ruined. It's just another blank page which has been tainted by mistakes, scarred by regrets and rippled by living life to the fullest. The page is stronger, allowing the ink to soak in properly, making the marks permanent.

A slight dampness is felt as the page is being filled with the story of how its mistakes were made; how the sores became scars; how the ripples are memories being made page seems old before its time, wisdom of life prepares it for the aging process. Smells and sounds fill the grains of paper, the page reminiscences. The top corner curls up, remembering the good times and the naughtiness of certain decisions. Even though the page is connected by string to other pages, it still feels alone, isolated, different.

The spotless pages seem to judge it, eyeing it with raised lines, shocked straight by the tainted page's decisions.

As the cover of the book is being closed, the tainted page relaxes for another night of blindness, solitude, knowing the mistakes have taught, the scars have healed and the fun its had by living life to the fullest.

Behind - Writing "Raw"

My heart aches so bad, the tears hide
Behind dry eyes
Negativity is starting to seep in, replacing positivity
Behind each kiss
Time feels like it's running out
Behind the ticking arms

My mind is filled with anger and impatience
Behind each smile
Each stolen moment ends up feeling like a dream
Behind each look.

Behind a dividing wall, we both stand
Waiting for decision and action, from one side
Never forward, always
Behind.

This is one of my "raw" poems. It has not been edited or "polished" in any way. To start writing anything, we need to write "raw". This means no corrections, no grammar checks, just writing as the words flow from our mind through our fingers. It is how a poem or story is first created. "Raw" writing is like being naked and fully exposed, getting down on paper or screen what emotion is running through our soul, bothering our brain and filling our mind.

It might never become a story, a poem or even a blog. It is the writer in us, the need to express our self through our blessed talent. Sometimes, as a writer, we need to get "raw" for our self to improve our skill or just release whatever is holding us back.

After the raw, comes the final touches, making it readable to our readers so they may too share in our journey.