An Anthology

A collection of poetry I have written

Setting Poetry into Motion

And so to open, a just, simple rhyme,
For what is better, within this here world
That of which, I believe, be most sublime,
That epic, lyric and drama unfurled.
there is so much to write, so much to say;
A series of lines withholding the truth
A beautiful gift that brightens the day,
Or a pulsating beat, so full of youth.
Yet what shall be said, when all comes to end
I tried my hardest to be remembered
Is it all but an inferior trend
So shall my hope, my dreams be dismembered.
     Let not my heart be disquieted now
     For there are words to say, should time allow.

The End

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