Dust settles on the page, a canvas bare,
A mind once filled with words, now lost in air.
But fear not, writer, for the ink still flows,
A spark ignites, a gentle warmth bestows.
Welcome back to realms of thought, a boundless sea,
Where every word, a vessel, wild and free.
Reclaim your pen, a magic wand in hand,
To craft new worlds, across the shifting sand.
Let inspiration guide your every stroke,
As stories bloom, from depths of mind, they woke.
With every sentence, a new chapter starts,
A journey inward, to your beating hearts.
So let us write, with passion, heart, and soul,
And watch our words, make spirits whole.
A writer's welcome back, a joyful sound,
As creativity's wings, once more resound.
About the Creator
Jinnah
Hope you are all fine I Hope you all connect with my Poetry
After the Storm
After the storm of winter snow there sat a small bear by the name Ted, of course. He loves the snow and likes to roll around in it making all sorts of trails and whatever he has a mind to do. He wondered where all the people are, but in a way, he is hoping that they are all snug in the homes maybe drinking hot chocolate-one of his favorite drinks with mini-marshmallows and eating something homemade for he likes this winter wonderland all to himself to romp and play and maybe even catch some fish down by the river.
By Mark Graham6 days ago in Fiction
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Welcome Back Mr.Jinnah