The Poet Who Lies Within
Residing deep within ever yearning to be free
Lies the poet banished for troubles other than he
Caught behind bars of fate and shame
It is not he who is to blame
Yet from these confines he can longingly see
The intention this world holds out for he
As clearly can be shown from the lord above
The grandeur it is for this poet to love
With elegance and grace unsurpassed in this world
And a need for his verse yet never unfurled
He’s long fought to cry out for this life
But waits restrained by ravages rife
The time is long past for his eloquence shown
The poet must finally determine his own
Case aside the façade he erected before
Embracing the wonder beyond this false door
And in so doing confront his past
To live the love forever at last
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