In realms unknown, where thoughts do drift,
A poet's pen begins to lift.
The ink spills forth upon the page,
Unveiling truths and tales engage.
With words as swords, they fight their wars,
In darkest nights and sunlit shores.
Emotions dance upon the lines,
As imagery unveils designs.
Through sonnets sweet and rhyming verse,
The poet's heart begins to nurse.
Each syllable, a whispered breath,
Bleeding emotions unto death.
From metaphors to similes,
A world unfolds, unseen to please.
With every stroke of pen to page,
A masterpiece begins to age.
For ink will flow, and words will bind,
Transcending time, no limits find.
A poet's heart, forever true,
Creating art for me and you.
So let us honor, tenth grade bard,
Whose words bring light where shadows marred.
For in their verse, we find a light,
That guides us through the darkest night.
write a 10grade poem
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