An angel that goes around
With his shining lamp,
A poet earth bound
Leaves his stamp
On fresh drops of dew
Old thoughts ringing anew,
He showers the budding minds
Praising words he surely finds,
Always encouraging a born mate,
Seeds hopes for a blooming poet.
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A poet is someone who feels a little deeper into things. Sometimes even angels helps him write, I like this short writing. Curt, straight and insight Mohabeer Beeharry