Lekhny post -17-Jun-2022 Word's
Words
My words are my voice that you will never listen but I hope you
read someday My voice can be muted but my words that I wrote will reach someone
The rain falls on the earth with a message from clouds and the smile of farmer son The words of bubbles from my pen that will cross 7 oceans to
reach you oneday My words are my wings that will fly and reach the sky
Then it will greet ripoon vulture after coons age My words will float in books, enter ones compassion, though I
die My words are like Pierre and Marie and we create the treasury on my dark page
The words that can bring revolution in the world
Surely they can melt and move your heart
But why it doesn't matter, another will find words
I am an empty shelf but am filling it with my pen and it's art
Kerry Arroyo
20-Jun-2022 08:48 PM
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20-Jun-2022 08:17 PM
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18-Jun-2022 08:18 PM
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