A big heart from thousand voices that emerge into words
A poet's metaphorical language on paper that lies
Painting the portrait of emotions in verse
Without a single sound yet hearing a lot by reading the art with secret lullabies
To spell the beauty of jewel in poet's heart that is hidden
Won't be enough even for billion years he writes
A beautiful mind through bunch of rhymes being ridden
It is a poet a shiny star who's pen holds thousands endless skies
With in each line the way words by him are being lead
His non stop fingers making even his misery fun to read
A burden of pain on his chest
To pull it out on paper he's giving his best
In silence when no one is there for him
His acceptence makes him the friend of his loneliness
Where people break down afraid being alone at their worst
It is a poet who sits among grief to play with words
That when he is happy with people he shares it through
When he is in pain his poetry gives burning sun glare to those it doesn't even belong to
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