A diary of thoughts.
A journey, of introspection.
True. Tender. Sincere.
To be read, through the
eyes of passion. To be felt,
in the light of memory.
Each rhyme, like a brush.
Each verse, like a canvas.
And in each word, a color.
A moment. An image.
To paint passages.
Warm. Musical. Intimate.
Rich, in their simplicity.
Graceful, in their glimpses.
Chapters, like galleries.
Poems, like frames.
For instants to be kept,
and treasured.
For secrets to be lived,
in silence.