Book Of Poetry Poem by Heart Of Ink

Book Of Poetry



It's empty here inside
There's nothing here to hide
It's comforting to realize
I don't need to anymore
I don't need to hide my core
I'm learning how to deal
With the way I truly feel
And i'm learning how to speak
Your words have truly saved me
They've kept me alive and stable
For they were easier to handle
Than most of them, people
So I shaped my world of poetry
Made up my own mythology
The way I wanted it to be
It's all that i've ever desired
To unleash my inner fire
But you, who made it sparkle
The driver behind this vehicle
The master of this instrument
The hand that holds the ink
Or the one that teaches the heart
That the world's only as dark
As it is rich on its part
And you'll find so many details
And you'll find so many hopes
And you'll find so many folk-tales
Written like stars as the evening glows
Your words are what kept me hungry
You speak of all of these mysteries
But science's my way of thinking
I'm the rational point of view
And rational's what I do
You speak of these hidden truths
I don't know what you're talking about
But i'm willing to figure everything out
If you give me the chance, i'll do it now
This is what I call the meaning of life
This is what I call the reason why
One day i'll perish, one day....die
With your book of poetry by my side

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Heart Of Ink

Heart Of Ink

Manama, Bahrain
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