In the darkness of doubt, I searched for light,
With pen in hand, I set my words to flight,
Through valleys of uncertainty, I roamed,
Seeking inspiration to call my own.
The words began to dance upon the page,
Guided by passion and creative rage,
Each line a brushstroke, painting my soul's song,
A melody of emotions carried along.
With each verse written, I felt a release,
A catharsis, baring my inner peace,
For in poetry's embrace, I found a voice,
An outlet for the dreams I longed to voice.
Success, for me, is not in worldly gain,
Nor in the praises echoing my name,
Instead, it lies within the hearts I touch,
The minds I move, the souls I inspire much.
To hear a reader revel in my words,
To see their eyes light up, as if they've heard,
A truth they've longed for, hidden deep within,
Is the triumph that fuels this poet's sin.
So, let the accolades and awards fade,
For true success dwells in the poems made,
When hearts are stirred and spirits are set free,
That is when poetry's success is seen in me.
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