Riches on Nostr: I’m a spoken word poet, of course, my words speak louder than my actions, and ...
I’m a spoken word poet,
of course, my words speak louder than my actions,
and sometimes, they’re the only thing I can trust,
to say what my heart is too scared to show.
I don't just write poems;
I breathe them, live them, let them wrap around my thoughts
like a warm blanket on a cold night.
My pen doesn't just move—it dances,
because each word, each line,
is a part of the rhythm in my soul.
I may stumble on the stage,
but the words—oh, they never falter.
They stand tall,
strong,
even when I feel small.
I speak in silence too,
when my thoughts refuse to make sound,
my eyes become the verse,
my silence, the poetry.
I’m a poet,
and my words?
They don’t just tell a story—they make one.
@Riches
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2024-12-03 19:21:21Event JSON
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