A Poem For Budding Poets
You aren't just another human being,
You hold a pen that gives voice to the mute,
You have power to create worlds in minutes,
Each of your words ignite dying flames,
You slay your demons, silencing their wails.
You hold ruins of dead dreams in your heart,
Yet, you trudge through holding a lantern,
Leading others on journeys by your words,
Give your heart the freedom to create wonders.
Create verse that heals and scars in a line,
Create such wonders that never fall to ruin.
You, yes you can create a silent revolution
Where no one needs to filter their verse.