The ink gushed towards the nib
Grasping onto the utensil,
I crafted the lives of-
A girl who loved a forbidden man.
A child who longed for a sibling.
A family that was looking for their child.
I spilled the inner workings of,
A twisted mind.
A brave heart.
An opinionated teenager.
An art form that should never be,
Taken lightly, nor,
Mocked.
It can give someone hope, life.
It can make even the toughest soldier cry.
It has the power to turn even a notorious criminal into a saint.
Write.
Let a scene drip from your fingers.
Create a new world-an Utopia.
For yourself and,
For the,
Rest of the world.
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Poetry from Within (a collection)
PoetryIn this collection of poetry, you-the reader will be able to dwell through the inner workings of my mind and soul. Poetry to me is an art form that has to be appreciated no matter how brutal it can get sometimes. In this collection, I will make you...
