I write beautiful poems in my quiet times Sign that the universe delivers in silence Like sought after answers to some mysterious crimes With a poetic virtuoso, I rely on my intelligence Which I use to attract imaginative awareness To access the creative ideas brewing in my head Certainly, for I write about poetic greatness . For this journey, quiet time is a poetic seed Planted at night when the entire world sleeps Some of which I'll hopefully harvest before the world wakes Mostly the matured ones that quietly grows and creeps Beyond the reaches of all poem hunters who takes Unguarded letters and affix them with poetic wings Wings powerful enough to take them very far away To the constellations where every dead poets sings Hymns composed in honor of sister Maya Angelo everyday .
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The universe speaks a special language called silence..It's only heard when time stands still ..