Hues of Heartbreak ➳ [Poetry]

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A poet never dies, cries or lies.

A poet never dies. His verses and words stitch together lingering in hearts and souls for generations to come. A legend, once born lives forever even after his demise.

A poet never cries, the sweetness of their tears are savoured through expression of speech. Every tear there is a gain, an experience to sew the pink dew dust of poetry.

A poet never lies, it is merely the bitter mahogany which is spun from yarn from tales and fables that hint at the reality.

-margo