#WritcoPoemPrompt84
Sometimes it is best to be in solitude,

To separate from the crowd,

So no one will intrude,

As you mumble tales alone aloud,

The silence maybe an enemy to their crowd,

A stifle in their parol,

but within you, it lifts you to a cruise,

where only your words are the commands,

given to worlds that rebirth to your demands,

the warps of life are wrapped differently,

giving way to change and a flowing rhythm,

the dance of letters fuel from your pen,

as the distant drums play in your den,

the letterings flood to existence,

as the caw of hatred pushes from the outside's persistence,

you tilt your head and immerse yourself,

into the world created by your coven,

the treacherous sight maybe a hinder to their being,

but you, the silence blesses you with a wonderful singe.


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