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An evocative, inward-looking poem, by Monika, exclusively for Different Truths

Let me remain a poet, 
verses etched on my soul. 
 
Artistry ebbing from 
the corners of my heart,
wishing to soothe some nerves
with rhythmic flow.
 
Let the words pirouette 
as if enacting a waltz.
Blossoming love with
each wee sway.
 
Esse ensuing like a freshet
tender, yet with a gush.
Playful and enigmatic
even so making its way.
 
Wish my odes be born
rather than framed, 
to sing for themselves 
and lover’s delight.
 
I live with the truth that
Art oft shapes;
when Artist's heart bleed,
of agony ... of amity.

Illustration by the poet


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