~Reflection~
A ripple drew me to the edge
I crept on moss silent as the dead
As I peered down at still, cool, blue
All I could see was you.
I vowed that would never be
So I slipped the banks, forever staying me.
~~Poetry Is~~
The jumble of words in my head at night
The scribbles on a scrap I must puzzle in glaring lamp-light
Percolating thoughts finally bubbled into a facsimile of life
The difference between perpetual ignorance and insight
The truth transgressors tried to hide
The voice I broadcast, blaring out into the void
K.B. Silver
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About the Creator
K.B. Silver
Writing to sort the trapped ideas, and unsaid words left inside my mind. My brand is BlockWife. I am reselling, writing, and creating content on multiple platforms, check me out on link tree https://linktr.ee/blockwife
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