carefully picking the scripts
guiding letters into the word
with sense mapped the meaning
edge and center no longer different
graceful pens split a face
embrace the words, fondle the rhymes
hope radiated, feelings spoken
amongst the stanzas slowly blooming
the black whisper to the white
too agile to disturb memory
dots filled, commas shared
then stopped in the room of emotions
he is the player of ink
behind the forms shake the soul
stanzas worships, paragraph prays
to him, the owner of words
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Poet, What a fantastic poem, good choice of words for the owner of words. I'm grateful
I think this is a very expressive piece.Try my pieceLost For Words. Do you ever experience this condition?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, like it, great work.