Poets: Judaisky Cares

POETS

 

There are words buried
In the hearts of men_
There are noisy voices
Hidden in the silence
Of men and there the
Pen of poets travel.

Weavers_
Poets are weavers
Who weave words_
The message of hearts.
The paradox of life
Is understood by poets
And so their pen pen
Down its meanings.

Messengers_
Poets send the pen
An errand where their
Boldness is shabby_
They command words to
pierce the heart of pharaohs.

They picture empty heart
And fill it up with words.
They convert stony hearts
beyond the pains in heart.
Poets are soul builders
Without bricks or blocks.

Poets are the magicians
Of nature for their nature
Is to nurture and torture
Your tormentors with pen.

Poets are liers_
They feast on hyperbole
And send your mind off
The realm of life, to
Wander in beautiful
phantasmagoria.
Poets are pencils in
The hand of the creator.
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I stand at bay watching_
Learning the language of my ink_
Learning how to handle my pen

JUDAISKY CARES

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Author: Judaisky

Judaisky is a young writer who believes the world can only be saved PEACEFULLY through the tidings of the ink cos the pen is mightier than the sword. Do You want to know more about me, contact me 09039956005

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