Inventor
Inventor Fast and swift does the ink flow Words those are lush and vivid Rests for a minute not, the wrist Life is born new in pages of white. Let the eager wings take flight And fly into limitless thoughts Let the thoughts form into words Let the words turn into emotions. Reality takes place in imagination The mind shall create new souls Saviours born out of sentences The heart is faster with each letter. The subconscious is filled with ideas Fiction strikes the pen like a levin What the mind conceived was born The sound of a sharing soul set to the ear. What the mind sees, so does the eye The creativity shall be a new vision Where the seed is to be colourful So be the plant sown by the creator. -Erica Anahtreek