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Of An Unknown Poet

From my Raven Collection

Of An Unknown Poet

As I stand at the gravesideĀ 
of an unknown poet
overgrown are the weeds
a tombstone with nothing written
I indulge deeply into my own reflectionsĀ 
and imaginingsĀ 
just why doesn't this poet who lays beyond
the surface of this tomb have a name?
diving deep into the abyss of my mindĀ 
dwelling on my own beliefsĀ and reflections
on why, some soulsĀ are just lost?
and maybe weren't supposed to have lived on earth?
lost human souls without peace within
roaming the world trying to find themselvesĀ 
unconscious, if you will
never resting, yet never waking
from their darkened livingĀ 
I often ponder on why
there are so many lost souls roaming the streets?
I see them, grey without glow
just a circle of darkness surrounding them
a coldness quite indescribableĀ 
but if I could describe itĀ 
I would say almost like a
magnificent crystal sharp chillĀ 
but like I say, it's hard to describe
so here I stand beside the graveĀ 
of an unknown poet
and I think of how he or she possibly lived?
and how they may have died amongst the Ravens?
and my finale and my last thoughts came to mind
maybe they weren't lost at all?Ā 
maybe in the end, we are all…
Ā 
unknown poets?

Ā 

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Jac Tales

Live your life as an unwritten Poem. Lovely Verse.

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Shirley Harrison

We maybe are all unknown poets and so we are at least all equal as we are indeed human. Thank you my dear B.S 🌹 

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Rory McGinlay

grey without glow

šŸ¤”

I always called it The shining

Some shine brighter than othersĀ 

As for the unknown poet, I have to remind myself we're a dime a dozen sort of a breed-----
Part of the neverending story.

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Shirley Harrison

Your last lines of your review,Ā  super and very true. 🌹 Thank you dearest Rory. šŸ¤—Ā 

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Marion

That line
'unknown poets' struck a chord Shirley
some of the best things I've ever read have been by unknown poets randomly found whilst scrolling. Can imagine this narrator in their musings from the clarity if your words... hugs x

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Shirley Harrison

Hugs right back to you my darling Marion. 🌹 šŸ¤—Ā 

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