Writers get so little recognition
for the things written
from their ambition.
Words carefully threaded
into the intricate tapestry
of verse.
Long hours of writers block
oftentimes we curse.
Curse at the pages white and pale as snow,
with passion and vigor they write their converse.
to empty ears
it does no good no one hears
except these inaudible pages.
that glower up at us blankly.
A lifestyle blog about the life of a young journalist and barista: homemade pastries, creative writing, and romance. Coffee tales sprinkled with cinnamon and the spices of life!
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