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Words On A Page
Give me a blank page,
A pen, and a choice.
This ink running out
Is my expression, my voice.
A silent display
Of truth loud and clear.
I never speak,
But can't you hear
The joy in my syntax,
In this verse, all my hurt?
I'm making a masterpiece.
I'm painting with words.
Though they look like black lines,
They have colors and shades.
When the poetry's ended
The words never fade.
I hear them in daylight.
They whisper in rain.
The rhythm magnifies laughter
And pauses my pain.
I am the narrator.
This is my point of view.
This poem is the only
Answer I can give you.
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Poetry is my passion. It's so much more than writing. It's a release.
The last four lines were inspired by "I Am Offering This Poem" by Jimmy Santiago Baca.