#godsgivengift
Poetry is not about rhythm like the heartbeat of a baby
Neither about display of grandiose words from an old treasure chest
Poetry is not constructed by three pairs of spider's spinnerets
Neither made by sticky saliva of termites
It is a choice of a hand connected to the veins of the heart
It is a chance of finding a warm spot
It is a change of fate
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 2:06 AM UTC