Drawn from the pocket of thoughts ...
Minings from my heart ..
More than an expression ..
More of a reality ..
Magically speaking..
Spilling my dark ink..
Beautifully on my brown scroll..
Then my journey begins..
I walk and pause..
I scratch and search ...
The beauty of the word ..
In all shades of black ink..
My journey is at its end ..
I walk back to my pocket again..
Back to my thoughts.
