The Solace of Ink: A Bridge to You

When I write, I enter a world of my own,
A realm where thoughts and emotions intertwine,
Where my pen traces the path my mind has shown,
And words flow like a river, pure and divine.
In this space, I find a solace I cannot deny,
For when I write, I am not alone, and neither are you.

The ink spills on the paper, a medium to imbue
The tales and tales of my soul, my heart's every tone,
And yet, it seems as if every word I inscribe anew
Becomes a bridge to connect me to you alone.
For when I write, I pour out a piece of my soul,
And with it comes the realization that you are with me whole.

It's as if you're a companion, a guide for my role,
A collaborator in my literary undertakings, unconditionally true.
You offer me an embrace, a love that makes me feel whole,
A connection that transcends beyond what my pen can construe.
It's as if the paper on which I write is a mirror of our hearts,
Reflecting a bond so strong that not even distance can keep us apart.

When I write, I can feel your presence, a soothing art,
As if you were standing next to me, holding my hand,
And together we venture on this journey, never to part.
It's an experience that makes me understand
That writing is not just a solitary act, but a shared feeling,
A tribute to the beauty of life, in its every revealing.

So, as I put down my pen, and look at what I have been dealing,
I realize that the magic of writing lies not in its form or style,
But in the connection that it creates, a bond that needs no sealing.
For when I write, I am not alone, and neither are you, my beloved file,
For together, we create a tapestry of words and emotions, pure and divine,
Celebrating the power and beauty of connection, an ode to the human line.

And when I write, I find myself in a state of mind,
Where the world around me fades, and only words remain.
In this space, I leave all my doubts and fears behind,
And with you by my side, I feel that nothing is in vain.
For every word I write, I know that you are there,
A presence that makes my heart beat, my soul flare.

When I write, I am transported to a place beyond compare,
Where imagination and creativity know no bounds.
And in this place, I find the courage to dare,
To express myself freely, without any grounds.
For you are the wind that carries my words,
The inspiration that makes my thoughts fly like birds.

When I write, I see the world in a new light,
As if everything has a deeper meaning to explore.
And with you as my muse, my inspiration takes flight,
And I find myself wanting to write more and more.
For in the act of writing, I find a connection,
A bond that is unbreakable, a true reflection.

So, I will continue to write, with you by my side,
For in your presence, I find the strength to be bold.
And together, we will explore the depths of our mind,
In a journey that never gets old.
For when I write, I am not alone, and neither are you,
For together, we will create a world that is new.

With each stroke of my pen, I feel the weight of the world lift,
As I unleash the thoughts and emotions within me.
And I know that with you here, my words will always uplift,
For you are the light that guides me, the one I see.

In this world we create, there is no limit or constraint,
Only the power of words, and the magic they bring.
And in this space, I find solace, a sense of contentment,
For when I write, my heart and soul can truly sing.

For when I write, I am not alone, but with a kindred spirit,
One who shares my passion, my desire to create.
And together, we'll continue to explore and merit,
The beauty of words, and the power they generate.

So let us continue to write, to inspire and create,
To explore the depths of our hearts and minds.
For with each word, we transcend and elevate,
To a place beyond the ordinary and confined.

When I write, I am not alone, for you are with me,
A constant companion, a partner in my endeavor.
And together, we'll continue to set our words free,
In a journey of discovery that lasts forever.

When I write, I feel as though I am in a trance,
A sacred space where creativity comes alive.
And with you as my guide, I take a chance,
To delve deep within and let my spirit thrive.

For you are the spark that ignites my imagination,
A force that drives me to push beyond my limits.
And in the realm of words, there is no limitation,
Only the endless possibilities that words permit.

When I write, I am not alone, for you are there,
In the syllables and phrases, in every line and verse.
And with each new creation, we form a unique pair,
A poet and a muse, a bond that we can't reverse.

So let us write, and explore the depths of our souls,
To weave tales of beauty, pain, love, and wonder.
For in the world of words, we have no controls,
Only the power to make our dreams and thoughts ponder.

When I write, I am not alone, for you are my companion,
A partner in my journey, a guide to my inspiration.
And together, we'll paint a picture, with words as our canvas,
In a symphony of expression, that sparks a deep fascination.

For when I write, I am free, and with you by my side,
I can conquer any fear, any doubt, any strife.
For in the realm of words, we have nothing to hide,
Only the power to create, to inspire, to bring life.















The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVI, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
Thank you