Peace and tranquility
flows from the page
drawing away from me
hatred and rage
it's a world that is mine
no one else can touch
not to be undermined
to me it means so much
the words once on paper are captured in time
i try to make them flow
i try to make them rhyme
it's a language no one knows
it's a world they cannot take
from me
a joy that will never brake
my world of poetry
