In My Hands
IN MY HANDS
Lifeless but powerful,
Cheap but expensive,
Thin but as a mighty sword in the hand,
Piercing through the hearts,
Igniting the dead souls,
The ink and paper.
Go deep within my heart,
And dig for the mysterious things there,
Which I cant express on my own,
Search and find it,
And make it live on paper,
That I may understand the feelings in my heart.
Thou ink and paper
ANYABOLU IFEANYI DOMINION GENTLE
Copyright © Ifeanyichukwu Dominion Anyabolu | Year Posted 2019
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