Tranquility Poem by Romeo Della Valle

My writing desk is in
Disarray, but I think
It ought to be that way
As jumbled thoughts
Come into mind
Shuffling around till
They find their place!

Like the shadowy
Reflections in the mirror
With just enough light to see
From the hovel of my solitude
The words come pouring in
And so my creativity begins!

No distress or other
Interactions can
Disturb my tranquility
In my safe haven
Where neither hurt
Or pain can show
Its face again
I pour my heart out
Upon the parchment
Deep emotions I confess!

It's the story from within
As I take my pen to begin
Moving steadily and
Lighter than air through
The doors and corridors
In deep and pensive state
Divulging the story I long
To be written and read!

Romeo Della Valle
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Delray Beach, Florida

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