The Poet Laureate

The Poet Laureate

Seem to question..

Why don’t I spread..

My lyrics all over the world..

And be a world renowned poet?

 
Tell me, why should I care about..

The entire world outside..

When your hypnotic eyes..

Are my world now..

Having hijacked my life..!

 
If my words have found..

Depth of their sky..

In the smiling ocean..

Of your silent tears..

Echoing my lyrics

With fond intimacy!

 
Doesn’t that make me..

The Poet Laureate of..

Our small world..

Where my day shines..

With sparkle of your smile..

And my night rests..

Merrily under the fluttering

Shadows of your eyes!

 
And where my words..

Perpetually break into..

A shower of lyrical gems..

As their waves break upon..

Beats of your heart!

 
….Vishwas
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The poet laureate doesn't crown themselves-they bleed for it and this piece shows the cost behind every honored line.

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