Words

. Words are the poet's manna
    without them he cannot survive
           to paint a Shangri-La expressing Nirvana
                'tis the sweet substance which keeps him alive

 

These words are locked within his soul
     stored inside his poet's heart
               brought to surface by mind control
                                their beauty to you he must impart

 

Like fine strung pearls woven in poetic verse
        his words speak love and the nature of many truths
           without these valued gems 'tis the poet who is cursed
                              his sanctuary of treasured thoughts; his roots

 

Words to him; more precious than silver or gold
          for a poet must always write
                   to profess his beauty in words to unfold
                                  burning midnight oil ; his one true light

 

 

No! a poet does not seek fortune nor fame
     he merely wants to share with you his gentle soul
                and 'tis a sad poet who cannot pen this flame
                              and give the gift of words to guide the world 

Reviews

[Adrian K. Smith]

It is quite rare, to be honest, that I come across what I could only describe as a rancid review. This is a beautiful piece, and I can only believe that the beauty of it - the very nature of what it expresses - could have been cause for such a barbarous handful of meaningless words offered in a review.

Even in the darkest of poems, as this or that poet dwells upon the morose and their particular malaise; there is often a glimmer of some small spark which would offer some guiding light to those who are open to it.

The particulars of this piece, strike forth both in a determined manner and yet with a soft flow that carries one along mirroring the ideals of the piece. Yes, I enjoyed this piece. No, I don't quite understand FA's review...

[Blue Belle]

Lovely!

[Dearantlers]

I LOVED it! It's so true, and just amazing! I love they way you did the form, and thanks for sharing this on here! Its really good.

[emmajoy]

Your poem flows rhythmically and with such sincere sensitivity! It's just how poets feel about their poems, how they firstly cherish their thoughts then create gifts with carefully chosen words, ready to share with anyone who wants to sit a while.

' .. a poet .. merely wants to share with you his gentle soul .. '

[Sean M. Addams]

I like this one alot your words flow rather well and the imagery is impressive in this ..nice job

[Robin]

love your words , you have truly spoke for us all ..

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You speak for so many, what you have expressed in this, is a universal truth, a doctrine of poets. You bring clarity and poise..I am totally in love with this poem and will treasure it and read it when in need of inspiration..bravo *clapping wildly*

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This is really deep, I agree with this Adrian guy!
Words have power, some aren't meant to be understood & some are.
This is a powerful write. I really enjoyed this piece.

[Mr Whiskers]

I am struck by the honest imagery throughout this whole piece! Words...more precious than silver or gold. How very true to us all who are born or wired or molded as poets!

[Heather Rodwell]

This poem brings forth emotions which I cannot descibe in mere words. I want to crawl the the sands of the loneliest beaches and spread forth my wings atop the highest of mountains and scream sweet nothings in the ears of those who only hear in their darkest moments of deep sleep. You brought me light in a dim, dark cold world, and spread it through my soul. This piece is heavenly!

[funeralmoon]

wow this is amazing, the way you used description just flowed really well great piece