If only I could speak as good as I write,
With words that flow like ink at night.
Where pauses breathe, and thoughts take flight,
No stumble or stutter, no fear in sight.
In whispers bold, I'd shape the air,
With eloquence soft, beyond compare.
But in the silence of my hand's inked sprawl,
I find the voice that speaks it all.\n\nXolani Mario Majola
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/voice-unspoken-yet-written-loud/
With words that flow like ink at night.
Where pauses breathe, and thoughts take flight,
No stumble or stutter, no fear in sight.
In whispers bold, I'd shape the air,
With eloquence soft, beyond compare.
But in the silence of my hand's inked sprawl,
I find the voice that speaks it all.\n\nXolani Mario Majola
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/voice-unspoken-yet-written-loud/
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00:00If only I could speak as good as I write.
00:03With words that flow like ink at night.
00:05Where pauses breathe, and thoughts take flight.
00:09No stumble or stutter, no fear in sight.
00:12In whispers bold, I'd shape the air.
00:16With eloquence soft, beyond compare.
00:19But in the silence of my hands inks sprawl.
00:22I find the voice that speaks it all.