THE DANCE OF WORDS
Let the ink spill, in the silence of night.
On this blank stage, let words parade,
In harmony, they dance a thoughtful cascade.
I aim to stir your thoughts, to move your soul,
Through lines you may agree, or critique their role.
What matters most, is the heart's sincere cry,
In authenticity, my beliefs lie.
I immerse in texts, to fuel my craft,
In writing, I gift you my thoughts draft.
Your eyes, the judge, your mind, the scale,
Choose your stance, and let your interpretation prevail.
Metaphors spin, in elegant gowns,
Adjectives shimmer, like jeweled crowns,
Verbs leaped high, with vigorous grace,
Nouns stood firm, each in its place.
In the quiet, where only echoes dance,
Lives the beauty of words, in their trance,
A dance eternal, in time and space,
The dance of words, a writer's embrace
Written by Oliver Kasito Jnr
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