I'M No Poet

I'm not a real poet
 just as Pinocchio wasn't a real boy
but for our hearts and faith
 we live life in full awareness coy
a revelation of ourselves in bold deploy;

with this arsenal of dreams and hopes
 we yield a rendition beyond simple idea copes,
and we merge and blend inner secret expression
 of who we truly are within our own egressions
living on the edge of time and space intervention;

so let us have our dreams
 mindful enterprise and thriving schemes
as we purloin the words and phrases
 pretending we contain the wisdom of the sages
in a sequence of interactive rhyme assuages;

so here it lay,
 a poetic urge openly on display
that poetry lives in each and every one of us,
 it's just a question of appreciation and trust
in the wordings that we say.

allusionanalogyquintain (english)

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