To all the poets who never became the poem

ann hegg


Notice of absence from ann hegg
If you find me absent i might be studying or living another life in fiction. I am an introvert and no one knows i write poem.ann hegg is a pen name .

Deep inside their hearts 

There's a cage

The door so strong that make even the mighty bend

Decorated so beautifully, even artists can't recreate it.

Where words becomes art

Life presented so finely 

That even struggles 

And happiness becomes a lesson

In and through their heart

Caliber at peak

They take literature as hobby 

Words presented so magnificently

That the same thing that hurt us

Becomes the warmth of their heart

Sun doesn't wait for the moon

And doesn't chase it 

But moon, it silently waits

Just like a poets heart.

 

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  • Allie561

    Thank you Ann for this. We all deserve recognition including you.



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