Prolonged perpetual sadness,
Silent nights murky madness,
Bleeding ink out of my lesions,
Oh fiend! It's Demonic invasion,
I'm the inker of generous suffering,
Oh! Chivalrous pain, I'm learning,
A Deathly saga of the scribbler! Pithy
An absurd ghetto in Day light! Witty
Divinity may die, words never gag
I'm eternal in this bodily cage.
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PoetryMy Poetry, the art form of the soul, is an exquisite tapestry of language that weaves together emotions, thoughts, and experiences with skillful craftsmanship. It is a captivating expression of the human spirit, transcending time and culture, to tou...
