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Poetry
All around me, I hate them.
not as a result of their fault.
Because I trusted and loved them so much, it's my own fault.
All we need at times is a kind touch and a helping hand that whispers, "I'm here for you.
"I am alone myself, though.
My anger and anxiety are begging to be let go.
Once it has burned, its ashes are still present.
As a result, I made the choice to embrace the path of a poet.
Poetry possesses the might to quell my sorrows and fears.
Every tear that fell from my eyes became a piece of poetry.
Yes. The tears shed by poets, a blend of joy and sorrow, become the beginning of a new poem.
© Anne Ayre
#poet #poems #poetrylovers
not as a result of their fault.
Because I trusted and loved them so much, it's my own fault.
All we need at times is a kind touch and a helping hand that whispers, "I'm here for you.
"I am alone myself, though.
My anger and anxiety are begging to be let go.
Once it has burned, its ashes are still present.
As a result, I made the choice to embrace the path of a poet.
Poetry possesses the might to quell my sorrows and fears.
Every tear that fell from my eyes became a piece of poetry.
Yes. The tears shed by poets, a blend of joy and sorrow, become the beginning of a new poem.
© Anne Ayre
#poet #poems #poetrylovers
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