For reasons unknown, I am beside myself with writer's block after the closing ellipsis ("...") at this fragment's end. Alas, the misery (of it all)!


Far away from your precious moor,
I feel your thoughts call for my soul
and unclose me to heaven's door!
Can thoughts like yours divinely toll,
beguiling me onto your shore
like a god that reads from a scroll?...

Poetry by Ngoc Nguyen The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-01-20 at 17:28

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A snippet of life well encapsulated through this fragment.