I Leave Poetry In Library Books
I leave poetry in library books
Why you ask ? And For what you plead?
But its the ink that my pen bleeds
And the words of my true poetry
THAT CAN stretch a smile across the horizon
THAT CAN uplift a head held down
Yes I leave poetry in library books
But my reader leaves with confidence, encouragement, and the realization of how picking up and that pen and letting your emotion flow to the ink that drips and scripts all over your blank sheet of paper will help you escape that blank piece of shit we call life
The poetry I leave is to re assure
THAT there is a better tomorrow
THAT there is still hope
THAT giving up shouldn't be easy
THAT nothing is impossible
I leave poetry....... I leave poetry......... I leave poetry in library books
Because no one left them for me
No one thought it was important (how surprising)
To those people who escape through books I'm here for you
I'm here to leave those poems for you
So you know that whenever you feel alone, feel like no one is listening or understanding , or like your about to explode
You can walk down to your library
Open any book you please
And there will be poetry
Your new friend not enemy .
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