Poem

Soul of poet

Helena Ferreira


It hurts the soul of the poet ...


It hurts the pain of the world
It hurts by the pain
His soul is the mirror ...

It hurts the soul of the poet ...
It hurts the soul of the poet!

His soul is the mirror ...
It literally can be seen
Their pain and their JOYS
Before the world!

It hurts the soul of the poet ...
Ah! It hurts the soul of the poet!

Being poet is to be love ...
It is joy ...
It is pain ...

And it hurts the soul of the poet ...
When it hurts the soul of the poet!

I am poet ...
My pain exudes from my pores ...
Walks by the blood of my veins ...
And feel the pain of the world.

And it hurts the soul of the poet ...
And it hurts the soul of the poet!