Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning.”
― Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
just when i think
that the words are all said,
colours leak out
of me,
onto my bed
indigo, lavender and a reddish brown,
they won’t let me sleep
till i’ve scribbled them down
in the small hours
of an inconspicuous night,
relentless imaginings
compel me to write
messages overflow and swirl through the air,
surround me, inspire me
with their brazen flair
i try not to rhyme
but the words won’t comply,
they bombard me
with verses
in oversupply
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