I bow my head and ponder
How insignificant I feel
To be a part of so many
Whom I pay homage to thee
Regardless of what site I am on
After reading so many poems
I still think to myself how dare
I even fathom to contemplate
To be a part of thee
Thine words flourish with light
From your heart and from your soul
Thine muse paints a picture
That makes us feel so many things
I cry, laugh, and become angry
At how some poems reveal your soul
My life would be barren and grim
With out these sparks of flames
And I bow to thee o poets
Poets of this world
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The greats, the moderns and the current poets on this site all give us different insights to their lives and also to our own. Your words were very well chosen to convey your feeling.