The Poet He Poem by me poet yeps poet
The Poet He
Your poem reminds me
of a young poet
who thought
the whole world will ring him up
when he went to a critic
he read his poem
and started crying
'twas too emotional for him
the Master poet said
son
you can never a poet be
tears must come
but into the reader's eyes
here I heard
only your cries
Disappointed
he left his file of poems
the poet threw them in
the dust bin
So all Poets
take care
BEFORE YOU ASK SOME ONE
TO READ YOU BEST ONE
No prediction works..when God's grace comes, anybody can change any time
Who is that Master of poetry. Only time can be a judge of poetry. We are passers-by who read the letters like or not. Cry my son might be one and someone else cry. Good work.
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5/19/2024 3:00:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nicely written..10+ Thank you for sharing