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about poet's destination

4 Years Ago


One woman lived in those days 
 She  led the life ….
Hard life 
 Which laid the carpets…
. made from thorns 
 Not from the silver light  
 She had survived a lot of strain 
 Her heart was torn apart
  She understood 
 that she  was called . 
 to lead  the folks inside…
 the  storming sea  
 with   srtenth of word 
 Of mingled joy  and  pain;  
 A scrap of happiness to win 
 She struck was every day 
 But she survived 
 And misery  did soft descend at night  
 You ask me What was she 
 That had a strength of men 
 She…. just  a poet ….no more
 Short answer, but what sense….