Pencils…
Sharpen one to sense the wooden scent.
Feel thoughts become words,
Filling pages with hope,
Turning dreams into reality.
Complexity of life,
Simplicity of chance,
Irony,
And a few pencils,
To capture time.
The original language of this site is English. Please note that translators impact the meaning of the poems.
Pencils…
Sharpen one to sense the wooden scent.
Feel thoughts become words,
Filling pages with hope,
Turning dreams into reality.
Complexity of life,
Simplicity of chance,
Irony,
And a few pencils,
To capture time.