The ink of my quill
The sigh I spill
The feel of my thrill
The blank I fill.
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The ink of my quill The sigh I spill The feel of my thrill The blank I fill. A poem in my heart Too deep to impart. Wonderful expressions. this portrays the struggle of a poetess and a poet. we all experience this everyday. thank u dear poetess. tony
Thank you so much for so much appreciated visit and comment. My pleasure. Best regards.
The memories to peel The dormant to spiel The pain to heal The wound to seal. A dream into my soul Too wild to control. beautiful poem, fine rhyming. fine graphic. very fine. thank u dear poet. tony
Thank you so much for such beautiful comment! Deeply humbled.. My pleasure..Best regards.
A good start with a nice poem, Besma Riabi Dziri. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Pleased to read such kind words, Jazib.. thank you so much.. Looking forward to reading your poetry..
A poignant bit of verse nicely crafted with artistic brilliance. A work of an intricate mind. Thanks for sharing, Besma.