This Ink is my blood.
As long as it flows,
I shall know no fear
Nor lose any hope.
Do not keep it cold.
Let it run warm like blood.
Let it warm my heart
And that of others.
Do not let it dry.
Let it flow across pages
Of calamities and conflict
And give peace and strength.
This Ink is my blood
And I shall do it justice.
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My collection of poems and riddles
PoetryThings you should know about my poetry: It is written on the spur of the moment. I write poems when I am emotionally driven. Thus, these poems are full of energy, but not necessarily with any meaning or direction. They are not grammatically correct...
