Words of the poet
What do they seek
Where do they come from
What do they speak
The poets mind
Can be profound
Searching depths
Seldom found
Light and dark
Love and hate
Or maybe nothing really great
Whatever they do
It's worth a note
While they listen
There's always hope.
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Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
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Comments7
Beautifully written, and poets do have to dig deep, only to make it beautiful and simplistic, take something sour and make it sweet.
Amen.
I love this poem!😍
Thank you
Amen!
Yes yes!!!!!!
Hope! That is the poetry of the soul,
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