Apr 27, 2024
Sir, this is literally me. And I learn to write poem or poetry because of him.
An ink-stained dreamer weaving worlds with words. Let my pen be the voice of my soul, whispering tales of love, longing, and the beauty found in brokenness.
Sir, this is literally me. And I learn to write poem or poetry because of him.
An ink-stained dreamer weaving worlds with words. Let my pen be the voice of my soul, whispering tales of love, longing, and the beauty found in brokenness.