A Poet's Words

A poet's words are on his sleeve

Found mostly in the night

An emotion stirred will often weave

The words he needs to write

Some by rhyme others by prose

Whatever the poet's choice

He writes the emotion he has chose

Giving his words a voice

Some are deep inside his heart

While others are on his face

The poet tries to perfect his art

With the scars that he'll erase

His poem is written to free his soul

And make him feel complete

He'll write the words that most console

And stave off his defeat

He finds the emotion that holds him tight

Then writes his own release

He chooses his words and continues to write

Until he finds some peace

Reviews

[sammie bagley]

a very good poem and all so true many nights i have crawled out of my bed to pen a phrase on paper am new in here and i dont no about thee ratings or points pm me and let me no what is a good point to give

[Distant horizons]

Good words friend. No more needs to be said. Excellent.