Ink In My Veins



I found ink in my veins
from a cut of a blade
dripped as a line
that turned into a rhyme
the blood dried
soaking up eyes
reading my mind.

I found ink in my veins
from a beating heart
boils with thoughts
exploding in my head
misty heat escapes
blasting breath
leading my mind.

I found ink in my veins
from a pounding brain
shoots a lightning bolt
to spark a fire
burns with words
flaming scarlet red
bleeding my mind.

I found ink in my veins
from a passionate will
craves to speak
a perfect poem
trembling with fear
that ears would hear
heeding my mind.

Ax

14 thoughts on “Ink In My Veins

  1. Wow, gave me goosebumps that one! I absolutely love the title – ink in my veins! A genius piece.

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