The beat that stirs me when I can’t sleep,

A rhythm that lingers,
relentless, deep.

It pulses through my mind,
a steady fire,

A spark that fuels my every desire.
Each word I write,
each line I craft,

Unveils a world
where dreams can last.

My passion flows,
both fierce and true,

A melody that guides me through.
In every verse,
I find my flight,

A song that turns the dark to light.

It’s more than music;
it’s my voice,
 a choice to rejoice.
The rhythm carries me along,

A pulse that strengthens,
makes me strong.

Through every note,
I shape my fate,

A song of hope that resonates.
-AnnaRosa
Flooded Thoughts
Words rush like a river,
too many to catch,
too fast to follow.
The page lies still,
waiting for a mark,
a signal to begin.
Thoughts pile up,
a storm of fragments,
each one desperate to speak,
to find its place.
But the blankness
stares back,
unchallenged,
silent.
-AnnaRosa
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