Poetry

jjudaharts

The sun is hot and the birds are few,

I hear their chirps as I sit with no words,

Rather let my pen do the talking,

I guess that is poetry,

Pouring what you can't say into written word.

  • Author: jjudaharts (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 17th, 2025 05:32
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Karoline

    I love this ❤
    So simple and yet so meaningful.

    • jjudaharts

      glad you enjoyed it.

    • sorenbarrett

      So true words from the mind that find no tongue to express them. A lovely short

    • shadowbones

      Good one!



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