And I am a Poet
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I have a soft voice. I am rarely called upon.
But my thoughts scream so loud
And my eyes hold back tears
And I breathe breaths so ragged
They tear at my lungs.
And I have a soft voice.
I have gentle hands. They lay peacful at my sides.
But so often they cling to my chest
And grasp at the truth
When I see injustice
And poverty.
And I have gentle hands.
I have a soft step. Strangers do not look up as I pass by.
But I will burst forth with all my might
When it is my turn to inspire the world,
To change,
To fight.
And I have a soft step.
I have a loving heart. It beats quietly.
But I am torn with anger at those who wrong me
I will not be warm in the face of the wicked,
I will not shy from a battle.
And I have a loving heart.
I am a poet.
But I will not fill a stanza with meaningless rhymes
And I will not simply speak of love
As if injustice does not exist.
I will protest those who hold me back.
My words will not live on paper.
And I am a poet.
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carissas.creations
This is amazing! So lovely "And I am a poet" <3
Grizzlytide
Oh I love! Holy god thats great! <3
Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
Powerfully Expressed!
ClaudiaP
this is so beautiful and so true don't keep your thoughts hidden behind your soft heart
_FayWishes_
This is truly inspring, keep up the good work.
BitofBlue
Fierce; I love it...amazing. "My words will not live on paper"...really gets to me. I wrote something about such a feeling as well, rather influenced and inspiration by Mary Shelley's Frankenstein: The Modern Prometheus... Most specifically Victor Frankenstein himself who, himself being such a loner, confided in the reader... Or was it something to his dear sister...anyway, about how one cannot spend his lonesome just speaking to paper..how it is no good outlet to keep all your words unvoiced and unheard. I wonder then anyway, what shall be the purpose of language if it cannot be spoken? Right? Please pardon my long comment, I seem to have lost my thoughts a bit...
"I shall commit my thoughts to paper, it is true; but that is a poor medium for the communication of feeling." -Dr. Victor FrankensteinFrom Mary Shelley's Frankenstein aka the Modern Prometheus
Alinanotalian
Calling this poem inspiring will be an understatement. The way you explain that injustice is above all and that our words matter and that we are powerful even if we're gentle, is remarkable.