Quiet Time

Quiet Time short poem

Uploaded by Ivan Brooks Sr.

I write beautiful poems in my quiet times,
Sign that the universe delivers in silence –
Great inspirations about love and crimes –
With a poetic virtuoso ,I build my intelligence-
Which I use to extract imaginative awareness-
For the creative ideas brewing in my head .
Certainly,for I write about poetic greatness
For this journey, quiet times is a poetic seed
planted at night when the entire world sleeps
Hopefully I will harvest before the world wakes
The matured ones that quietly grows and creeps
Beyond the reach of all poem hunters who takes
Unguarded letters and afix them with poetic wings
Wings powerful enough to take them very far away.

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