The Poet's Mirror
A poet writes from what they see,
From stories told, from memory.
Not every line is their own pain,
But borrowed clouds, or gentle rain.
They speak in ink, not spoken word,
They catch the cries that go unheard.
Yet people think each verse they weave,
Is just the life that they believe.
A poet shapes both joy and strife,
Not only from their inner life.
They hold a lantern in the dark,
And light the world with but a spark.
But poetry is a mirror’s art,
A crafted song from every heart.
It holds the world in shaded light,
And turns our shadows into sight.
Their craft is more than flesh and bone,
It sings of all, not theirs alone.
A mirror held to every face,
A written song, a timeless trace.
Copyright © Adeyemi Adeeso | Year Posted 2025
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