Poetry,
A poet's life,
A poet's blood
The air he breaths
The love he seeks
A living must
And Words,
Words, from the soul,
Expressing all.
If one day
All this goes away,
The poet, dies
So strong are,
These living ties.
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One day the poet dies but his/her soul lives on in the wisdom left behind. Loved the poem. Thank you dear poetess.