Poets | Cluster 37

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❝ Standing under the radiant rain, 

was I, wearing a green cardigan. 

I could see the clouds in a chain

I was quite new to this kingdom. 


Petichor engulfs many, 

as droplets giggle past.

My heart was empty, 

void of any malarkey masks.


Thoughts swril and dissappear, 

as I hop onto the puddles. 

Soon thunder appears, 

as I hear a low rumble.


'A remorseful rose was once planted, 

by wicked hands of a poet.

Soon it was crafted, 

to be the one potent.'


Thunder claps and Sound wins the race, 

cries of kids echo, 

'My! What a disgrace.'


Gentle winds race past me, 

as I feel shivers down my spine.

Is this what I want, truly?

to live in the lives of the neurotic nine.


Being a poet is hard, 

living in the imaginative lives of many. 

I often become the card, 

of mockery plenty. 


A symphony of right time and selfless love, 

is what poets are.

'We are the ones to crush, 

morbid thoughts afar.'

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> Central Idea:

 The poem explores the struggles and complexities of being a poet, juxtaposed with the natural beauty and chaos of a rainy day. It reflects on the emotional turmoil, societal expectations, and the desire for authenticity in creativity.

> Context:

 The speaker appears to be a poet, possibly reflecting on their own experiences and feelings about creativity and societal perceptions. The poem is a reflection on the dual role of a poet as both an observer of the world and a creator of imagery and emotion. It addresses the challenges faced in this role.  The imagery suggests a setting in nature during a rainstorm, which serves as a backdrop for the poet's introspection. 

The poem seems to be set in a moment of personal reflection, potentially during a rainy day, though the specific time is not provided. The speaker expresses a desire to articulate the struggles of being a poet, highlighting the interplay between nature and the poet's internal world. The poem serves as both a celebration and a critique of the life of a poet, inviting readers to empathize with the complexities of creative expression.

(Analysis done by AI)

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This book has secured the first place in the EC Fiction Awards '24 hosted by the Esthetique community!! Much thanks to the host for hosting the awards, I really appreciate it

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This book has secured the first place in the EC Fiction Awards '24 hosted by the Esthetique community!! Much thanks to the host for hosting the awards, I really appreciate it. Furthermore, I really appreciate all of you out there. Hope you having a amazing day/night! ^^📸

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