Poetry

The language of the heart
The words of the mouth
It is the hands art
It's the rain of the brain when the body is in drought
"Poetry is a group of words expressed in parts"
Yes! Words assembled in peace not rout.

Poetry is your heart and mine
It tastes really good, just like red wine,
Made with grapes, from the world's finest grapevine
                   
                   ...STRANJA...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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