Dear poets, it's time you reward the ink vessel that availed the poet in you to pen down the verses of unleashed emotions. It's time to hail the ink, that availed the passion in you pour with a zest of flaming fervour and zing, laden with a veneer o...
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Dear poets,
The inky filled vessel in your hand, Saw the love in your heart; Rejoiced with the rhythm of your mirth. It bore the rage in your eyes, Caressed your cheeks with solace. Pacified you with its succour, Painted hue of peace on your face. It saw the agony in your orbs, Took the inclamency of its ache, Consoled you with serene placate, Dissolving the dole into a melting flake.
So dear poets, It's time to reward. The ink vessel in your hand, Is being owed. Reward it for the benignity, To your ingenious soul it showed.
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Welcome to the Hail The Ink Awards!
This award is arranged solely for the soulful poets, the ink of whose have drawn an Adobe of emotions within words so immaculate, that even a novel falters before the meticulous portrayal of the flaming emotions.
It's time to hail the ink, that availed the passion in you pour with a zest of flaming fervour and zing, laden with a veneer of ardour emotions.
- ✤- 𝐇𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫!
𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭 - 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐚. - ✤-
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