Weaver Of Words
I sow seeds of hope in poetic verse,
grafting common threads to words of healing.
And I explore laughter, tears, and remorse
with cutting-edge words that imbue feeling.
Hyperbole hijacks flamboyant lines,
fueling my muse with inspiration.
And my pen watermarks pages with tears
shed in frustration, fear, and elation.
Poetic words, fuel wishes and dreams,
woven tapestries upon a poet's loom.
And following traditional wordsmiths,
cultivating feelings, I watch them bloom.
I'm a poet, a mere weaver of words,
donning paper wings: to fly with the birds.
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