A Poet

A poet is not a justice to the peace,

but is at peace in their own mind,

more of a release so to say. We don't

write of the people but for the people.

The appreciative few that are able to

comprehend the madness of words that

play on in our heads day by day dying

to be put to paper.

Our imaginations run wild with affection

of our hearts desires. The filling of our

hearts does not overflow with emotions 

but with words of desperate satisfaction

to our relentless need to write. This is what

makes a writer. This is our true definition

to the world we wake up to daily.

Falling in love for us is like a story being written,

desperately in need to know what comes next,

or in our case how to feel next. We yearn our next

accomplishment, we fight to our next goal, for like

love we are endless stories to be told. The release is 

the thrill of feeling appreciated by our words and 

by our hearts being satisfied. 

Some people write for the prestigious awards, and 

recognition, some people write for money, but the great

write for the feeling, for the elegance, for the grace

and for the passion that comes from a persons 

mind when they read each stanza. I write to leave my

mark, I write to inspire and bring motivation to the 

dull at heart. To fill each with joy that will last to tell

generations after to come. I write so that my story will

be told after my mourning as passed. 

�"A Poet

BAL

Author's Note

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