Poets with P….
i don’t agree…
We are simply poets
We write our poems,
P. is our disease
Our loneliness,our hopeless days
And madness too…
But really I think
P. is our Plus .
Plus sensibility, plus reactivity
And other P.….
Poets with Passion,for life and words
Poets with Peace deep in their hearts
Poets with Pain hide in their brain
But full of passion for every men.
Poet whit P
Now I agree
People with Power
Proud of their art
People and Poets
walking and fighting
they change their lives,
beyond the obstacles.
This took me by surprise when you read it at the open mic. So glad you posted it here. Well done
A beautiful, deeply felt poem. Gracia, Luisa!