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
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