Let Soul free
Pen in hand, gracefully crafting,
Soulful ink on paper, gently bleeding.
Heart whispers, aching and screaming,
Words entwine, a tapestry weaving.
Poetry pours from within, emotions flooding,
Unlocking the depth, feelings overflowing.
Each verse unlocks the heart, secrets unfolding,
In each line composed, emotions consoling.
Calming, serene, a spirit undying,
Heart alight, soarin...
Wednesday 13th March 2024 11:31 am
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