I weave my life in verses, line by line, With every word, I find my sustenance, In poetry's embrace, my heart entwined, I'm fed by thoughts, in rhythmic resonance. The words, they flow like sustenance for me, In sonnets, odes, and verses interlace, A banquet of emotions, rich and free, Nourishing my soul, an endless grace. Though worldly treasures may evade my grasp, In stanzas and in rhymes, I find my bread, I've learned to thrive in life's poetic clasp, For words are sustenance, the way I'm fed. With every poem penned, I find my feast, In art's embrace, my hunger's finally ceased
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