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No Words.
Doubt takes my pen and strikes it blind,
let's bleed from there in stilted tongue
a burning pyre of shackled thoughts,
wreathing ribbons of defeat through
canyons in this false and fetterd mind.
Doubt takes my pen and strikes it blind,
let's bleed from there in stilted tongue
a burning pyre of shackled thoughts,
wreathing ribbons of defeat through
canyons in this false and fetterd mind.
Well
It rendered a nicely written frustration poem:)
cheers!
~Koko~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
Thank you very much :-)
Thank you very much :-)