Empty
Rest for a while as ideas come,
Wear a true smile that simply sums.
Ideas can paint that sparkle here,
Pressure can taint that awkward sphere.
Wait as you sit for words to come,
Yes bit by bit, a message sums.
Take heed and shape the inner voice,
Harvest fond grapes where wit tints poise.
Look beyond things when pulse dictates,
Let surge and fling frame what pulsates.
Word by word mint a verse that works,
Thought colours hint in hurl and jerk.
In a few lines, let pictures tile
As thought defines a breath worthwhile.
Leon Enriquez
15 February 2015
Singapore
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