A Top Story Birth
Thanks to pen,ink, and the way a human brain thinks
A Top Story Birth
The top story now is written in fire
through the streets like a restless choir
voices rise and fold in the air
a secret trembling everywhere
The night leans heavy against the glass
faces watch as the headlines pass
a hush falls over the crowded square
each word a weight they cannot bear
Dark corners breathe with hidden intent
every whisper feels heaven sent
yet behind each phrase a silence grows
a truth that only the stillness knows
The river holds the memory tight
its surface dark with borrowed light
what is spoken fades too fast
but what is buried will always last
The top story now bends like smoke
a fragile thread the world has broke
echoes cling to the edge of dawn
long after the crowd has moved on
And so the city carries the sound
a restless murmur circling round
what begins in shadow will not stay small
the story now belongs to all
The pen and ink brings a top story birth
a celebration of the words true worth
Each delivered from an eager brain
no two poems or stories are the same.
About the Creator
♿ V+ Marie381Uk
Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.
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