The voices in a poet

He is a strange child
Mysterious in his ways.
Like a visitor, he is always new to the world.
In his quietness runneth deep voices, in his thoughts.

The voice of Love;
It seeks for love
Speak of promises to behold her and handle her tenderly like a mother caring for her child.
It anxiously anticipate her coming like a barren woman awaits the news of her pregnancy.

The voice of anger
In his lonesome state
He can be annoyed without your notice
And in anger, he takes you by surprise,
Ambushing with words like a hungry lion after its prey to quench the taste of hunger.

The voice of pain
Accept responsibilities
And take blame for wrong deeds
It hates failure and disappointment
It cries over ❤️ break and lost dreams
And with Shame, it orders for his isolation

The voice of hope
Come assuring after the storm,
You will be great some days son,
Wipe your last tears drop and be strong.
For better days he paints in thoughts.

The voice of death
Sneak in quietly and reminds,
Your works,hopes and dreams are all in vain
You are living in vain
You're vain
Then he urge to live right
Live a good legacy behind and end with God....
The voices in a poet