At first view , a thought flashing through my mind
Intimated me you were a pen that with the blue paper bind
Through your sharp point spilling all the inky emotional sap
In a delicate peaceful pond of green random but so meaningful bits of a mysterious map ,
While your brown body was patiently waiting to land again
For the sudden flight across such an immense page was quite a slight pain ...
At second view , an intense ray of realization flashed by my eye ;
Corrected my initial reasoning filled with mistakes more numerous than a field of rye
For my brain was hasty to capture a new pen picture
Since I am not allowing it to do so, my hand frozen unable to swither ...
Anyways , dear pen which I hope I pick up soon
Unluckily were you only a hallucination : a tree standing up as a tablespoon .
Wrote this poem based on the picture above . Had a lot of fun writing it :)
What do you think ?
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Swords made of Words
PoetryOne single word can change a lot of things. One single word can be lost in the dark or bring a new ray of sunshine in someone's life. One single word can be as powerful as a sword ; hurt or comfort you by pushing your fears and darkness away. One si...
