TS

Inklings

your ink

scripted so seductively

succumbs me

 

a statue of hieroglyphs

meticulous in manner

meandering

amid lasting memories

bleeding into my distended veins

 

you're a word of wisdom

imbibing

of my essence

with lips of long

as night stars hold view

 

shadows will awaken

with her solemn kiss

to the morn

begetting the radiance

beaming inside

Comments1

  • L. B. Mek

    'a statue of hieroglyphs
    meticulous in manner
    meandering
    amid lasting memories'..
    a wonderful read, you have a seamless way of imbuing unique imagery and flow in your work..
    thanks for sharing dear poet & I too am a fellow member of that universal club for 'outsider' humane children - with 'alien parents', lol



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