WORDED.ART

Growing up,
My singing voice abandoned me,
My guitar disagreed with me,
And yet,
Frustrated,
Incapable of sharing
My heart’s song,
I wrote on —
Unknowing
My words
Carry a rhythm all their own,
Without the need
To be put to song.
Turns out,
I’ve been writing poetry
All along.

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