i write to describe
the tales of my existence
but not even
an entire language
can put into one’s heart
the essence of experience
for my words
will form their meaning
within the mind of the other
my words are clay between
the readers hands
my writing is the blank page
Feb 10, 2025
Feb 10, 2025 at 10:31 AM UTC
i write to describe
the tales of my existence
but not even
an entire language
can put into one’s heart
the essence of experience
for my words
will form their meaning
within the mind of the other
my words are clay between
the readers hands
my writing is the blank page