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Life Of A Poet

The life of a poet,

changing the lives of people,

inspiring us on our journey

through the words he breathes.

Written or spoken,

capturing a vessel that needs filling.

The life of a poet

In the element of his writings,

to share the knowledge gifted from above,

to empower, and give voice to the voiceless,

to encourage the hopeless,

create a melody for the lost one,

and enlighten the faded rogue.

Sharing the love of the lyrics from within.

In return to the poet is the powerful gift of clairvoyance knowing that somewhere a soul was lifted on the channel of climax.

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Friday Thoughts

Fun is all I have on my mind today.

Realistically, I’ve always wondered if poets are better lovers.

Indulge yourself in a pleasant-filled weekend.

Devote time to your family and not just yourself.

Achievements should be celebrated also by appreciating the help we got.

Yeepee…. have a blessed Friday and weekend.

 

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William Shakespeare

When I saw you

I fell in love, and

you smiled

because you knew- William Shakespeare

William Shakespeare is an English poet, actor and playwright I’ve always respected because he’s full of unique thoughts. It’s amazing how true this is. You might have noticed the smile that comes naturally to your face when love is beaming in your heart.

The Complete Works of William Shakespeare (Leather-bound Classics)

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I would Eat Popcorn for Poetic Pastures

I would eat popcorn for poetic pastures,

Inspiring for poet’s finest thought,

Smiting a puff up heated word-web of senses;

For my thought to live in tunes.

To which I popped-up poetic licences,

Solemnizing words unseen being nearer brought.

 

It’s grooviness popped-up words unwritten,

I mouthfully chewed; creating an insightful leisure

Of poetic-catharsis, with crimson literature,

That without cornfield prairies comes a poetic drought.

 

My popcorn brings me a quietude chair,

Where poet-inspiration will sit in;

When it mused soundless words in the air,

Rhymed and ballad; as the pop is melting.

Brings the words close to the poet inspiring.

 

I walked popping corn in the linear hedges,

Singing by the colourful lilies edges;

Popcorn in my mouth turning sadness into good,

While I chewed the last pop beneath my blanket,

To which I prayed; popcorn be my thought-food.

This was written and sent to me by my friend Jubril Gulani. If you are reading this, I want you to know that I wish you all the best.