Endy is a lover of and a practicing writer. He is always learning ways to improve while spilling his gut. He sees writing as life.
Who a Poet Is
When a poet sits alone; anxious, angry or happy
He connects with the common fate of all poets
The mystery of thoughts envelopes his heart
His sense of feeling and imagination comes alive
And like all roses are known by beauties and scents
Thus a poet is known by deep expression of his inner being
Sorrows and pains we meet in different phases
Happiness and joy we might feel in different ways
But when we sit on our desks whether in London or Spain
One voice echoes and comes alive from deep within
And like the blood of all races are precious and red
So is the expression of every human, poetically graced
Knowing a Poet
If you want to know a poet, meet his poems
If you want to see his heart, read his verses
Because in them he had all of himself hidden
Poets Have Similar Heart
We might be of different skin or an unequally skilled
Or live far apart as the northern from the southern poles,
But when we tell our stories or write about our fears,
We send one vibration throughout the depth of the universe:
The sound of beautiful harmony and splendour of words
And in those words, we see through one another’s heart
All poets let themselves be possessed by in-depth feelings
All poets are possessive of rich and unconquerable imaginations
When a feather falls, a poet feels its pains and fears
When a raindrops, a poet feels it smattering platters
When a bird sings, a poet interprets its melodious song
O’ it is no surprise poets are richer in empathy than the human cells
Poets Are Deep
If you want to hear the deepest cry of humanity read a poem.
If you want to feel the heartbeat and impulses of the human race, listen to a poet.
Why We're Poets
Why are you a poet?—to bear a sword or to give a rock feelings?
Why are you a poet?—to interpret the language of a waterfall,
Or to ingrain in the heart of human race empathy and sympathy
Why are you a poet?—to inspires men and women unto greatness,
Or scare the little children and deprive them of space to grow?
Why are you a poet?—maybe when we meet at echelon of human drives,
You shall realize you’re a poet to lighten the world and make it colourful
And this is the duty unto which all poets are graciously called;
To inspire those that are afraid, cold and lukewarm
To cuddle unto affection souls that lonely and dispirited
To give new fire to the souls that are burnt and far spent
And to rejuvenate the world that is in dire need of hope and love
When Manatita joined the logs and lit, my own soul catches
And, if I do bless your own soul too, then I am a poet!
Note: This poem is dedicated to Manatita who did not only inspire but also encouraged me to give poetry a trial on Hubpages. Thanks for the inspiration and encouragement.
What Poets Have in Common
All poets have one thing in common—the reveal their feelings, thoughts and size of imaginations through healing words of poetry.
— Endurance AUF Noble
© 2017 Ajodo Endurance Uneojo