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Encaved Thoughts
There is so much on my mind
Too heavy for the heart to bear
Alone but there is none I could find
Then I turn to my pen and paper
Inks in my eyes overflow it bounds
I'm loosing my patterns and mind
Just as I'm, my rhythm, reason and rhyme

But for those who hearts are abound
definitely have surely smiled and found
A companion, a friend to tell, who does care
Two smile at and for with love to share

Clear, my eyes doth shines and my blurry vision, restored
like crystal water and my path, now I see, it so clear.
My path, I fear no more, is defined, well refined

Then I look at my companion, the paper and my love, the pen.
both have suffered, taking my pains and thoughts .
Thus, the white sheet is blemished from my ache
And my once smooth pen, suffers from bruises .

Before I could realise what was happening, I had become a poet.


© Emjay/ The Soaring Eagle #TSE
#poets #becomingapoet