Intercourse of My Pen

The very first time I got in the mood and had a intercourse with my pen, nine blank verses came to pass before my thoughts spoken, and I bear witness to the birth of deep poetry verses back then. I fathered these verses as they creep until they mature to stanza then walk. shortly after the silence of my writing pad fill with potent word picture art. Art that entertain the reader and stitch the fabrics of many torn heart.