A poet looks on intently at our world through a very delicate but brightened lense/
Does all of their wishes that they aspire come true ? Well ! It all depends ? Yet through delicate eyes we derive a solemn surprise/ For some maybe that grace has not fallen on them/ I don't think as a poet as a liar per say/ Rather, someone who connects with that half of the brain/ Whereby the part that no one bothers to tap into/ Although for now though faintly/ Yet what one does today will forever be echoed throughout all of eternity ! Poetry ! Hits on many aspects of life, relationships and material aspects/ There can be no real substitute for the real you ! Hence, it's all based primarily on choces, For the materialization of the given subject matter to work/ Hence, to still know what's true for you May not be for someone else ? Lastly, a true poet never dies ! Rather, lives on in the many hearts of their adoring fans ! The challenge to be set free is a question of time !
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