I am. That is all.
I enter this realm
In Peace and Humility
With Wars under me.
With Quills or with Pens
Or Keystrokes the same
Evoking the Spirits
Who wilt me by name.
Solute and Respect
Permission to Board
And give it all back
Which I couldn't afford,
The Words from my Sword
The Point of my Pen,
For Words, that is all
The all that I am.
(P.X)
(5.25.13)
great welcome to u frm me you are indeed a great writer wow what a poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Pen is your sword, ink your life blood and all thoughts that flow into the paper is the message of your life! THANKS for sending the poem about the Hundred poet's Club!