Allow me to learn to teach relevantly what has been bestowed upon me.
To allergically ignore the norms and follow thy footsteps.
Overcoming materialistic oppressions to acknowledge valor in thy eye.
...Forbidding my tongue to stray away from thy divine wording for disastrous predicament Would await at my forfeiture…
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Yes, I wrote a poem pledging to give poetry my all! 'Another Tryst with the Beloved' I think it's called. We poets know where our bread and butter comes from- and it's not in coin, is it?