Poet’s Pain

November 6, 2017

A poet’s pain does remain

thru their emotion’s

they have slain.

The word’s thrown down,

twisted in sprain.

There they lay , in the poet’s pain.

The poet’s pain…

cannot reclaim , from the brain,

the words that lay before them.

There…they  must remain.

The poet feels a little lame,

as he takes his seat…

on the poet’s train.

An unwritten rhyme …

cannot be reigned.

or it could never be the same.

Swirling around… within the poet’s frame.

A poet sometimes,

cannot refrain …

from dragging the weight of the poet’s chain.

As the words go…

….go down in flames,

there fall the tears in the poet’s pain.

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