Muhammad Nasrullah Khan Poet Free verse

A Poem Is Born

When the sunsets,
And birds fly back to home,
In crimson light,
I hold my pen to make a sketch.
But on these pages
You appear, my dear,
I kiss your intoxicated eyes,
A poem is born.

Creativity and stolen kisses
Spark the scenery,
Hugs and whispers intermingle
With penned verses,
A poem is born.

The canvas of twilight
Becomes our sanctuary,
Where emotions flow freely,
And love becomes the ink
That paints our story,
A poem is born

With each stroke of my pen,
I etch your essence onto the page,
Capturing the beauty of our connection,
A testament to the love
That blossoms in the twilight,
Where poetry and passion dance,
A poem is born.

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Ink Empress October 3, 2023 at 1:40 AM I love this and the wordplay and how passionately youve expressed, a poem is born, that refrains adds even more beauty and i loved “ With each stroke of my pen, I etch your essence onto the page,“ testament of love so eloquently penned. This poem is a fave for me!