Prisoner of Poetry
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7.00pm March 23, 2025

NNB: Not entered in the contest, Prisoner of Poetry because this poem came late.
Captive of spells by all rhymes and verses
Seized in tangs of thoughts and emotions
I gain joy, love, comfort, strength and wellness
They rob my stress and tensions.
As ink spills down from my deepest blood streams
I release my imagination with thrill
All my hopes, wishes, aspirations and dreams
all freed by the tough handcuffs of my quill.
Poem is a sanctuary of my peace
A cloister where I ponder and meditate
Another calm place to pray on my knees
I feel, slavery of words is my fate.
Devoured by my passion of poetry
I’m like a craving monster, so hungry.
Copyright © Len Gasun | Year Posted 2025
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