Sometimes, when stories aren't enough, I turn to poems.
Sometimes, when I set a pen to paper, magic flows out.
Sometimes, when I write poetry, something beautiful happens.
Sometimes, when stories aren't enough, I turn to poems.
Sometimes, when I set a pen to paper, magic flows out.
Sometimes, when I write poetry, something beautiful happens.
My attempts at poetry
Are met with blank stares
As I struggle to convey
Emotions and thoughts with care
Rhyme schemes and syllables
I twist and I bind
Hoping one day to find
The perfect words to unwi...