Death of a Poet
written by: Madeline St.Martin
Death looms behind a poet.
Ever whispering sweet symphonies,
Songs of grief and greed.
Yet no ever discusses the death of poet.
It’s slow and agonizing.
Death does not kill a poet
Life does.
Life muffles the pretty words of wordsmith.
Life leads a poet to their demise.
Every sonnet,
Every ballad,
Buried under the cloak of mediocrity that envelopes humanity.
A poet flees from life.
Hiding behind pages,
Escaping the grasp of reality.
A poet dies every second, slain by silence.
Killed by fame,
Murdered by profundity.
Poets don’t float upon their ravishing words,
They drown in them.
I am a young writer based in AZ. I have won multiple creative writing /essay contests. I mainly write poems and short stories but I have written a few essays and manuscripts. Writing has been my passion for as long as I can remember, since first grade at least.
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