The Invisible Poet Poem by Invisible Poet

The Invisible Poet



Chat rooms were my thing,
Before I grew my wings.
Wanting a unique nickname,
They were all the same,

Tired of the same old trend,
I went and asked a friend,
'Invisible_Poet' she said!
That's how my name bred.

People are often surprised,
As my writing arrived.
I wanted tomi share it,
Becoming the Invisible Poet.

Saturday, March 29, 2014
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