The desires arise ?
The soul speaks
Thoughts arrive
When will the pen get up?
From deep sleep
I do not know
However, I know one thing
Whenever it opens its eyes
It will convert my thoughts
Into words
Turn them into lines
Carve them on a paper
Give birth to a poem
Pleasure to my heart
Contentment to my soul
20-03-2012
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