I am just so inlove with words
That I can not help
But put them into intricate design of tapestry
Or be impelled to release the tension of my bow
Or to detonate the bomb
That would create a crater in the midst
Or orchestrate a wonderful symphony
Whatever!
I am just playing with the beauty of words
I may sound opaque
I may appear obscure
But this is who I am
A nobody who loves to prick
The hollow of your soul.
YOU ARE READING
Tea Poetry
PuisiPoetry and noise amidst stillness. When words are too much to bear And they want to spillover Let go and unravel The inner voice This won't be possible If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate. Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
