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My Inked Soul

by dustypoet

Pen writing, writing, writing On paper so blank Words filling, filling, filling Up all the lonely space Words of love, happiness, thanks Praises, goofiness, things so great All hidden here Even on this page I'm pouring, pouring, pouring My soul out in ink
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jwiener
Even though this is a simple poem, its words ring true for any writer, especially the line "Praises, goofiness, things so great / All hidden here." As writers, we put our souls into our writing. Are you interested in writing more simple poems that carry big messages? Check out how to write a haiku or a cinquain poem in the "poetry writing tips" section under "resources!"

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