• maavipoet 5w

    And so it seems,
    my words became poetry.
    growing deep
    Like the roots
    Of growing seeds,
    a smooth wave
    through the flowing streams,
    rhythms of hopeful dreams
    and the hope in me...

    A passion nurtured,
    with love and dreams...
    it’s enough to see,
    in the rhymes I speak...
    a world unravelled,
    manifested realities,
    spoken fantasies,
    and everything
    Of us to be...
    it’s more than
    enough for me....