My poems are reflections of my soul, they are a part of me,
each is a teardrop immortalized for everyone to see,
They are salvation, they are my bane, they are my curse to bear,
each is constructed by my pen with tender love and care.
For in this world where i reside my omnipotence is supreme,
each word i write just represents a thought, a hope, a dream,
my gnawing doubts and endless fears have been encased in ink,
they have been noted down by me afore oblivion makes them sink.
In their embrace i will remain, in my poems will i reside,
forevermore i will survive in them my soul will hide,
for me they hold such bitter joy a state akin to pain,
they have been rendered by my heart and colored with disdain.



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