Swaying of ink on parchment,
I find my strength,
A woman forged by words,
with resilience at length.
With every verse I craft,
I shape my destiny,
An ode to empowerment,
a testament to me.I am the mistress of prose,
the keeper of rhyme,
In the tapestry of language,
I weave through time.
Each syllable, a heartbeat,
each stanza, a song,
In the symphony of literature,
I belong.A lover of words,
I embrace their power and grace,
In their embrace,
I find solace, in their depths,
I find space.
For in the shadows of letters,
I am truly free,
A strong woman,
a lover of words, that's me.Gisoul, Her words beyond her soul.
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Her Words Beyond Her Soul
PoetryWords of pain, Words of love, Words of life, Words of soul. Short stories, Series of poems. Her words she wanted to express, Her words beyond her soul. Date Started: 01.29.24 Date Finished: 02.16.24