Crossed By the Magic Sword of Poetry
One day I was crossed by
magic sword of poetry,
bled verses for life,
I spilled poems through my pores,
I poured music in many whispers
and by the moans... I still live today
thus poetizing journey ahead... !
Without ever stopping...!
Copyright © Alkas Poetry | Year Posted 2021
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