Poets Are Not a Forgotten People
A poet looks intently at our world through a visible but very delicate lens/
Does all of the wishes that they aspire come true ?
Well ! It all depends ?
Yet through those delicate eyes we derive a most solemn surprise/
For some maybe their grace has not fallen on them ?
I don't think as a poet as a liar per say,
Rather, someone who connects with that half of the brain/
That no one bothers to tap into,
Although for now though dimly,
Yet what one does today will forever be echoed throughout all eternity !
Poetry/ Hits on many topics and aspects of life,
Relationships and material/
There can be no substitute for the real you/
Hence, it's all based upon choices,
For the materialization of the given subject matter,
To equate one's whole being as squeezing the tooth paste out/
Hence their is always still some **** left in the bottom of the tube !
Still what may be true for you may not be for someone else ?
The poet should have a keen sense of vital improvisation/
Yet to not relent when critics start bashing one's subject matter,
This is a clear indication that as a professional writer/
One must pay real attention to the mere tone of the subject matter,
People could see through the lies/
Lastly, a true poet never dies,
Rather lives on in the many hearts of their adoring fans !
Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2010
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