Oh! How I love the swirls and swings the words make In my world of words; the unusual reality I see. A reality I make for myself, with the words I so choose. The acrimony I retain, The pain I let go by writing; until the dark thumb of fate presses me to the dust; I'll express myself with these words.
This is just the way i feel and its my motivation to always write . please your comments and criticism would be received with an open mind Thanks