I am a poet
A poet with no inspiration
A poet with the head to aspire
But not the heart to inspire
A poet with great desire
And yet every time my pen retire
So I search for what isn’t there
What makes me a poet?
The inspiration to inspire
Not with my head
But with my heart
I am a poet
A poet that hears the sound of his heartbeat
A poet lost in the wood with no compass
A poet lost in search of inspiration
And found in the den of loneliness
Crawling in the darkness of the night
Hoping the day will bring something, anything
And the day disappoint me not
It brought something
It came with my best friend, my only friend loneliness
And here we are again
In my search for inspiration, I found loneliness
In my search for fulfilment, i found emptiness
What’s next? Is it sadness
Or maybe destruction. NO
I shall not go down that lane
I am a poet
A poet in search of redemption
Searching for a reason to be who I am
It’s not inspiration I lack, No
It’s not loneliness that has come over me
Nor am I really empty
It’s redemption I seek
A reason to be who I am
So when you see redemption
Tell him I’m waiting
Tell him a poet is waiting
Waiting to be redeemed
I AM A POET