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Color of the Genius

A Poem by Ignosapiens

I am finding color of genius,highbrow choices indeed,seeking refuge from commonplace,making my pen bleed.Blue is what I think it is,a thinker's blood ..

Dwindling Moods

A Poem by Ignosapiens

Impatient fingers of mine,tap the periphery of roof,searching for answers,wanting solitude, to be left aloof.Eyes are on exile,tired of buildings all ..

SOUND OF SILENCE

A Poem by Ignosapiens

For there is a line in this Poem which indicates moon has taken over sun. comment down which one?