Ink.
Words.
Writing.
The very thing that binds us together. That makes us all equal. That both silences us, and gives us a voice.
The item that saves lives, and takes others.
It is where all stories, poems, sonnets and long gone tales once started, no matter how different they are in content, length or from what era they are from.
This collection of poems, stories, thoughts and whatever else once all started out as a blank page. And now, though they may differ vastly from one another, they are all connected by the vital ingredient.
Ink.
Poetry is a beautiful way for self-expression, allowing me to share my thoughts and emotions in a powerful and captivating way.
It is an art form that allows me to explore the depth of my feelings, and to communicate them to others in a way that is both moving and memorable.
Whether through rhyme or metaphor, poetry offers a unique and endlessly rewarding way to explore the human experience.