I am the one
That sees the tears behind the smiles
The untold beneath the tears
That brings to life imaginations
That captures the memories
Hidden behind the pictures
That makes the flower of love blossom
As you lay in your lovers bossom

I am the one
That rekindles the candle of rage
That sparks fires of brave
That bellows the silent drops of pain
That echoes into the distance
The battle cry of resistance
And sometimes
That brings emptiness
That creates and also makes a mess

I am the one
I prefer not to speak
But to let my pen shout
The voices in my head bring me doubt
My emotions allow me only one friend
One to hold and to love
One as white as the dove
My paper the only one who holds my secrets,
I sit in the dark of silence and write because
I am a poet