Im not a writer but a scribbler of dreams.
Thoughts and hopes, all about me.
I write the truth its how I see.
Everything is not how it seems.
The poems I write the scribbles of ink.
Its the thoughts I have, the things I think.
Its the dreams and hopes of what could be.
Im not a writter but a scribbler of dreams.
My soul on papers my heart in ink.
Thoughts and hopes all about me.
First love in the garden of eve.
I am the scribbler of your dreams.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Im not a writer but a scribbler of dreams. this is beautifuly written... I love it! ! ! great job. Becca