The Poet and the Madman

I wrote this in about 7 minutes. Something I read inspired me and I wanted to get the idea down before I forgot. This will for sure be rewritten sometime, but for now, hope you get and like the idea.

Incensed he stormed into the den

And grabbed some paper and a pen

The words like fire razed from his heart

As lust and passion tore feeling apart

At home he sat beside the fire

Lost deep to thoughts which do inspire

With long broad strokes he chiseled in

The feelings which pure love doth bring

His friends all cheer his raw emotion

As Hollywood hales in grand commotion

While home he sits without caprice

And locks away his masterpiece

      Ten thousand years have come and gone

      One is a hiss and one lives on

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