Poetry
A vast Cosmo sweating
Beneath the physicality of ink
Tied down to breathing
Within finite that blink
A world within one
A human of its own
Talking its own language
A sublime to each stone
A character in a story
The good the bad the ugly
Living every type of life
The rich the poor the easy
Oh poetry,
You’re a creation you simply can't explain
To try to sit and write you
Would only be in vain...
About the Creator
T. Licht
I have a love for words and a love to share them.
Enjoy! and thank you for taking the time to read this and maybe if you want subscribe and buy my new poetry book Whispers at Twilight
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