Let the ink flow and the stories be told
art of tattoos, we find our voice
Human as canvas life unfolds.
Ink dances on my skin
Needle's gentle sting
In the parlor's light dim
a kaleidoscope of art
I feel my soul floating
each stroke like a chapter for my heart.
the phoenix rises from the ash,
On a forearm a secret stash.
A rose for love
Butterflies flutter
Ink as the poet
Etching the skin
A living manuscript
Black and white
Draw my name in the threads of time
a visual code on the mortal road
Scars turn verses and pain into rhyme
The passion portrait inked on the frame
A story told in lines, forever mine.
A mosaic of life and a patchwork of dreams.
Ink dances on my skin
A rose for love
Butterflies flutter
In the parlor's light dim
War, Pain and Love too
masterpiece painted in shades of you
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️
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