Tales Of A Poet - Poem by Titto Mutny
I write from a place so deep
the abyss where poetry drips.
non stop it flows,
conquering all the bottom-lows,
rising to heights no-one knows.
l write from the abyss of words,
no ink-pen would dare defy me.
Words fall on paper.
Even if i was to hide
I would find poetry resting in my inside,
I wouldn't want to ring a bell,
My kins share the same tale.
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