You: The Subject Supreme
Collection: Subtlety
Penned By: Roudrav
Concept & Design By: Sumaiya
Transcript:
I read, I write, it’s my own choice,
Words on paper are my literary voice.
I see, I write, all figments of the mind,
These are my paintings that one will find.
I hear, I write, not to compete,
Rhyming the ends, feeling the beat.
I trust, I write, to put my views out there,
That’s how my heart with the world I share.
I feel, I write, it’s like my doctor’s cure,
What one reads is what I am, that I do assure.
I think, I write, creating my comfort zone,
Words in my mind never make me feel alone.
Enough about me, let’s talk about You,
It’s You whom the writer credits all through.
All the senses we have are used when we write,
To take in Your creations, to find respite.
Not just letters in sync, not just a flowery line,
You, our subject, we try to make divine.
The mind and soul agree, show no signs of strife,
You become the Poem when words come to life.