While my ten fingers are busy forming the letters into words,
A thousand thoughts forming in my mind as it creates something to accord.
A tons of things to ponder and wonder,
A lot of imaginations to expand and discover.
I imagine the stars in the universe,
I imagine the clear blue waters in the ocean to rise,
I imagine the forms of the leaf as it prints into my hand,
I imagine you as my subjects that rings as it enters into my mind.
How many letters shall I start forming words?
What figures and faces shall I start drawing into my canvas?
What kind of style will I use to create a poem dedicated to you?
How much time do I have to finish this writing I wrote about you?
Will you be the first to read the things I wrote?
Will you be the first to understand the words I formed?
Will you be the first to feel my feelings I have deeply included?
Will you be the first to let me know how hard it is to become a Poet?
YOU ARE READING
Masterpieces (A Collection of Poems)
Random"Masterpieces" it tells something about me, my past, my inner feelings and my love... Everything is written and expressed through this poems... This is an expression of all my heartaches, happiness, longings and memories that I will never forget. It...
