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With my pen and
paper, I write.
In times, when
my head pause,
and the fades of
life beats nothing,
dumping me,
here and there,
in faces that seems tired,
and in my coy boat,
sailing off to Moira.
In the bridge of
my crisis,
my solace lies here,
in the feel of the moment,
and the noise of my evening,
my ink never stops,
it pours to reflect this,
you call it crisis,
I call it,
my inspiration.

copyright 2015©. Ruth Brodrick.

Author: I- read

This is a free blog aimed at watering poetic minds and quenching the thirst of readers. My passion for words commemorates the desires to speak the truth, interplay with emotions and voice the fights in troubled souls. Welcome to i-read..

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