Those gold plated rusty pages.
The words shout out the unspeakable stages.
The prescience combined of all the sages.
The world unleashed of all the glazes.
Tricks to all the lethal mazes.
Pages drenched in fathoms of experience.
The thirst quenched of all the thirsty.
Contless embers of mere words.
Words with the strength of a million swords.
An update after forever...I dunno if any of u guys will even read it :( experiencing writer's block... *sighs* But if u do read it don't forget to leave some views...This poem is just a quick thought turned into a poem
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Scribbled Stars
ŞiirHighest Rank #24 in POETRY (: I don't know how to scribble down words. I write STARS that shine and show me and you the path to happiness! I don't know what word weaving is. But I do excel at making beautiful CONSTELLATIONS Breathtaking! ...
