Words Poem by Crimson Love
Words
I'm not well spoken
And find myself more often than not,
fumbling over words most can't fathom
let alone grasp meaning.
I've lived as though these words encase more than just a being of sound mind and body,
I have lived a thousand stories
And ventured far into the depths of people as deep as dictionaries
and seen past the ones that were meager short stories.
I have much to read and a pen at the ready to write down every novel I have met.
Right you are. Still lot of books to read and write.. Very tough to describe essence of words. Cordially invite you to read my words. Thanks for sharing.
Very rightly you said here. The more we go inside, inside is exposed more....
'I have much to read and a pen at the ready to write down every novel I have met.' - That's very nice!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 9:03:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
such a nice write, C. Love. Read my poem Love and L u s t. Thanks