Master Of Words Poem by Lucas Gabriel De Oliveira Almeida

Master Of Words



He draws maps of made-up lands
Kings and Queens are born from his hands
Forests and lakes at the tip of his quill
In that world, all is bound to his will

Oh, weaver of worlds
Master of words

Wingless, he takes flight
In day, he bathes in moonlight
Winds and tides he bents
The sun rises and sets as he intents

Ah, master storyteller
Made-up dweller

Monday, May 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: stories,writing,writings
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Rajendran Muthiah 29 May 2017

Wonderful panegyrics on God!

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