Like a river flows
getting stuck behind the stubborn rocks
I try to find the words to throw down
my
throat
through my mouth........no words come.
It stays silent while my mind writes
poetry
that could be
framed and hanged in palaces all over
the world.
Jul 4, 2024
Jul 4, 2024 at 5:53 PM UTC
Like a river flows
getting stuck behind the stubborn rocks
I try to find the words to throw down
my
throat
through my mouth........no words come.
It stays silent while my mind writes
poetry
that could be
framed and hanged in palaces all over
the world.