Written - 23rd March 2025
Prisoner of Poetry Contest - Sponsored by: Ink Empress
Bound by the chains of poetry, that’s me Words swirl in my mind continuously However hard I try to flee from this cell The prison of poetry won’t bid farewell. I write of nature’s infinite splendour The more I see, the more I’m in awe Wonder of the sky, sunrise or sunset Trees and flowers with magnificent effect. I tell of birds singing sweetly on high Children’s laughter as I’m passing them by Of animals, treasures of planet Earth Folk who just want to love for all they’re worth. Now and then I am prone to fantasise Taking readers with me on carpet rides To places I know I could never see In the wonder of imaginary. Tales of happiness and tales of sorrow Wherever my muse is wanting to go A prisoner of poetry I’ll be As long as there’s rhyme, and time left for me.
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