Words Keep Coming Poem by Saint Cynosure
Words Keep Coming
Words it seem keep coming,
some even has I sleep.
I take the paper and a pen,
then tattoo up the sheet.
Given to it purpose,
something to be seen.
And has a poet share with all,
my misery and dreams.
Sharing things inside my heart,
with all the world to see.
The words it seem keep coming,
for every one to read.
Wednesday, July 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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12/6/2025 8:38:07 AM # 1.0.0
Misery and dreams share things in life. This is very wonderful poem definitely shared here with wonderful sense. Wise sharing.....