I choose not to speak,
to speak a pen I pick.
___B. Chimere
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Poetry is the spontaneous
overflow of powerful feelings;
it takes its origin from emotion
recollected in tranquillity.
___William Wordsworth.
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Whispers | Poetry
PoetryMy poetry is gold Written with a smirk or a scowl Poured out from the depths of my soul And mashed to words in a bowl decanted in the form of ink on rusty paper folds worth more than the price of mink my treasure to behold I write about my life and...
