Wednesday, 11 March 2020

The Soul Speaks.


A poem out of an epiphany
Straight out of a soul that is snappy
A trail of thoughts in sequence
A trail of words from introspection
Long in solitude, a reflection
Each word in each sentence
A heartfelt thought from long introspection
To a faraway land the mind travels
To a distant shore the heart desires

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