Script and Cript
I can't swot too selfless in my lowest moments.
Akin to a wandering muse, people seek clarity.
Seeking trust in assent and lacking movements
The dragonfly in the sky is starry-eyed parity.
Akin to a wandering muse, people seek clarity.
A youth who prized poetry's lines and rhyme.
The dragonfly in the sky is starry-eyed parity.
Weaving flows create a journal for a chime.
A youth who prized poetry's lines and rhyme.
A Book of Dreams, where the quill was dipped
Weaving flows create a journal for a chime.
Let the ink sink through the paper in a script.
A Book of Dreams, where the quill was dipped
Integrating dazzling metaphors into the parole
Let the ink sink through the paper in a script.
It streamed moonlight from my heedless soul.
Integrating dazzling metaphors into the parole
The pen burst of vitality amid the desert oasis
It streamed moonlight from my heedless soul.
A spill of words swells inward, refitting the basis.
The pen burst with vitality amid the desert oasis.
That was done by using creativity and melody.
A spill of words swells inward, refitting the basis
It yielded a memory of befuddled rhapsody.
That was done by using creativity and melody.
Seeking trust in assent, lacking movements
It yielded a memory of befuddled rhapsody.
I can't swot too selfless in my lowest moments.
Written: March 14, 2023
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