dedicate this poem to all the great poets out there!!!


As I sit here and write with these golden hands,
with this pen and paper are my truest fans..

Special talent that god sent down,
with these precious words, can only be found..

The curves of my letters they boldly unite,
the shift of my phrases,these poems I recite..

Pondering on what words have been said,
thrust-worthy of my thoughts, that I have read..

Softly touchdown these lines I have dropped,
the crys of success, has kept me non-stop..

For there is passion in every sheet,
broadening my mind, for I cannot weep..

Through these poems and all that came with,
for this myself,has been truly a bliss..

So all in all with these golden hands,
with this pen and paper are my truest fans..



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