Of verses and of ink,
Pours and fills pleated fibres
of pages sullen or blunt
with every emotion flowing.
From heart to pen
with every stroke of love and agony;
script of mirth; pause of uncertainties;
punctuation of life battles; crosses of regrets...
conceives and births
a tale transiently inked on pages often ignored;
however, once read
shan't perish, and shall defy time
In minds of the deeming,
In hearts of so humble, and
In souls divine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simply beautiful your words and the title of this great poem.
thanks a lot Lyn. hope you enjoy the rest of my poems like I enjoyed your inspirational poems.