Writings of the heart is pouring out,
Unable to contain my thoughts
The pen has gone out of control,
Words are not holding back
Today all will be clear.
The spider has set its web
All that is left,
Us to fall into its trap,
We are consumed by its beauty
Unable to resist its glory,
Temptation are calling out
Whispering sweetly into our ears.
Trapped!
Trapped are we!
Blind and deaf we have become.
The world has consumed us,
Like the delicious taste of honey consumed the Ant,
Like the the silk beauty of the spider’s web consumed those who awed at it.
About the Creator
WritingOfTheHeart™️
S. Adina
MSc Psychology
Writing is therapeutic, creative & passionate.
I only write that which is in my heart (hence the name) some will connect & some will not. Don’t let that stop you from
writing.
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