I Am # 01 Comments

Ghost and host! ! Lost tones in the woods! Most with nature, Muse of a writer to the world. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

It is wonderful when your pen expresses your heart.

Ink is stain and stain of my brain, stain of my thinking. Ink of thinking is colorless... ..Paper on which I write that's also colorless - - Ink and paper- black and white; oh! All are definitely details of my life nice writings 10++++