Layout by: Allysonkim Villanueva
Published by: Kristine Joyce Soriano
Date Published: March 18, 2025
Time Published: 8:33 AM
Category: Poetry
Theme: The poet’s yearning to be recognized and cherished as much as the verses they create.
I trace the air with threads of gold,
Weaving stories, quiet and bold.
I craft their dreams, I make them fly,
But who will catch me when I cry?
I stitch my soul through borrowed seams,
A tapestry of distant dreams.
I build them worlds where they belong—
But where’s the place where I stay strong?
A name unspoken, a hand unseen,
I write the words, but where’s the meaning?
The stories bloom, but roots don’t find—
A poet left with none to bind.
Always the poet, never the muse,
A fleeting whisper, love to lose.
I give my heart in every line—
But who will write me in their rhyme?

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