Why I Write
June 24, 2013
Love and loneliness
Pain and poverty
Hurt and happiness
Joy and jealousy
Are not defined in the dictionary
But buried in the heart
Echoes of whispers
Smothered underground
Silently suffocating
But when a poet’s pen
Lends them voice
It sets them free
So thundering grief
Dancing hope
And shy delight
Replace sanitized silence
As a wounded heart
Flutters to life
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