My thoughts have wings, they love to fly,
They never bend, they touch the sky.
Because I am a poet.
I treat each word as pearl and stone,
With my pen, a verse is grown.
Because I am a poet.
I walk alone in depths so wide,
I lose myself in thoughts inside.
Because I am a poet.
No one knows how far they roam,
My thoughts need none to guide them home.
Because I am a poet.
I own a world of dreams so free,
I live a royal life in me.
Because I am a poet.
No throne I seek, no guarded power,
I choose the sky, not walls or tower.
Because I am a poet.
8.21pm 29 Jan 2026

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