I strive to write a great poem
Pages and pages of failed attempts
Ink wasted on dreaded lines
As they try to form meaning
Words, words I long for them
Words to touch thy soul
And make a mother cry
Words to change thy perception
And reinvent what we call emotion
I long for them with my devotion
A pen and a page I await my inspiration
Let me write a poem worthy of history
Words composed of so much meaning
That they change ones own fate
Words composed of so much emotion
That they change ones own heart
That they changes ones own life
I strive to be a great poet
And I await for the right words
To make a great poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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