The unknown poet in a nameless street
Writing unread poems in a fameless feat
Stirring words flowing from a fruitful quill
Moved by slender fingers that never will
Receive award for eloquence and creativity
A sparkling mind immersed in obscurity
While paper white as snow, eagerly awaited
The poetic gems his radiant mind created
Until he died one time, unloved and alone
Carrying treasures no one will ever own
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This is so full of care and apprieciation for the person that you are writing this about.writing in its truest form.True to heart and deeply felt.Great job on this poem I am glad that I stopped by to read this.
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great sentiment. i felt it.
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The Unknown Poet ...
becomes a metaphor for all souls not heard. It also whispered: Remember the Ultimate Rejected Word. Remember Jesus! He wrote with his life, openly, yet his words were understood by few.
His heavenly treasures awaits all who, like Him, wrote in silence and in obscurity.
Ack
Myra
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the most profound words in this word is often overlooked it can not be seen in the moment.
very well done, very profound
God bless you my friend
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A very sad piece of poetry painting a sad picture of a sparkling mind with so much to offer yet no-one to give his treasures too.
"Unloved and alone" this suggests so much. Maybe this intriguing individual has chosen to hide from the world or reject the social fabric of his world because it is full of pretence.
If its not con-form then it isn't norm. Has he been rejected by those unable to grasp his maybe eccentricities. or maybe he was taken apart, ridiculed because of others failure to percieve what is beyond their tunnel of thinking?
Great poem! Lots to ponder
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Most poetry is like this - famous poetry is not necessarily the best, either. This portrait makes me sad. If he saved all of his passion for poetry, then he was not repaid for it. The phrase "died one time" strikes me oddly too, maybe "died one day".
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The most sadness always lies with the truth, and you've hit the proverbial nail on the head here. Indeed words most worthy do not always get the credit they deserve.
The only tiny quibble I would have with your word use here is use of 'in a fameless feat' as opposed to 'is a fameless feat'. And also 'he died one time' perhaps 'he died in time' as on the whole we all only die once!
Keep up the excellent penmanship, it is appreciated!
Kat
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True as in most cases
But! a poet chooses to share his treasures with others or not, in the later case they will remain hiden, till someone will find them and bring them to the light after he is gone.
Trasures are not ment to be kept headen for ever
Enjoyed your write.
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this is beautiful yet sad.
I am as loss for words.
I pray your ok beloved poet.
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