Writing is my passion

 Kiss the ink on my hands 

As I knit words together 

So effortlessly and creatively 

Like a game scribble 

Thy Shakespeare of this era


Diving deep in metaphors and similes 

Paging and puking ink on blank papers 

Expressing myself like an angry poet 

I say swept me on my hands 

As the power and magic are in my hands 


I play with words and create magic 

Taking to the world of imagination 

Born a writer 

Call me a waiter serving words

Writing is my passion 






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