*"I am a poet "*
"I burn pages"
"I burn a blank page,
With word rage".
Yet my grandma says!
"I want to die"
"I don't want to remain in this bed"
"I want to rest ,she mourns".
Now my pen feels empty,
No words are left.
My page looks blank,
My blank page taste for words.
No words are left,
Just the simple word.
"Stay with us for a little longer",
Now I dread death.
My pen mourns,
My pen looks empty.
My pen cries for words
*I am a poet.*
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Author:
Fumilayo bayo (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Poets have feelings, poets cry and miss loved ones. Poets write about it. Nicely done
Do you believe in the ideology, that poet don't cry , instead then pen down their tears?
A powerful write around emotions, well written
Thank you dear.
You are very welcome
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