Pledge

I let my blood flow, painting these pages

I embedded myself,
To the walls of this pages.
I let my blood flow,
Painting these pages
With my fingers,
As the brushes.
Gently stroking the pages
I let myself do the calligraphy..
I gave myself to this paper
When I finished writing,
I rolled a joint,
As if to captivate my troubles
Couldn’t wait to light it up
Just to watch sorrow float
So confidently in air
Like to the quiet sea,
A weary boat.

© feddiesharkhy

Published by feddiesharkhy

New age poet determined to bring out the art of poetry.

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