Poet's Plight Poem by _Bright Koketso

Walks between past, now and then,
Invisible among remembering men.
The heart too loud, thoughts too wide,
Calling for retreat to rhyme and hide.

He tastes the world in sharper hues_
Finds grief in greens, and joy in blues
He gathers storms in gentle hands,
And compiles what no one understands.

They cheer the words, but not the weight.
Through tempest's rage fierce might
Yet still pens down _because he must.
The silence keeps on gathering the dust.

He weaves the pain of others too_
A borrowed ache, a stranger's rue.
He paints the world in vivid displays.
He shapes their sorrow and joy into rays.
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