Dawn breaks the atmosphere of life
New hours, new pleasures, new strifes
Fresh polluted air carries the wind
The poet writes
Genuine is the ink of the pen
No stanza has ever been
Cleansed in the expressions of love and sin
Pure ink
Pure water in the fountains of poetry ink
Pure water in the fountains of poetry, brought down from the Supernal clouds of the sky ink
Flowing in the motions of acclaimed emotion
Yet frozen still
on the paper created by the natural green world
Written in words of wisdom, strength, loneliness, and empty spaces in the heart to fill
Express
Expressions of oath and fanatics with soft intentions of intensity
Express
The art of thoughts struck down from galaxies of ablution for the soul
Express
Tidal waves of emotion and soak in the waters of heavenly ink
Express
The ocean as the mind holding the sky on a horizontal brink
Expression is bliss
Expression is bliss built in the heart
Expression is bliss built in the heart of mental ink
Expression is the core art of everything
Because everything you do in art expresses your poetry
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