Unpaid, Yet Rich
Poetry often makes you famous after you have lived your life
By Marie381Uk Published about a year ago • 1 min read
By George’s Girl 2024
Unpaid, Yet Rich
No coin exchanges for my art,
No riches fill my humble cart.
Yet words, like stars, ignite my night,
And fill my soul with boundless light.
I craft with care, each line, each verse,
A labor of love, unrehearsed.
Though wealth may never find my name,
The joy of poetry burns the same.
For in the silence, words take flight,
A simple pen births endless might.
Unpaid, unchained, my heart’s decree—
To write is wealth enough for me.
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
Writers and artists get paid with a completed work and a job well done even if it is just for yourself. Writing is a calling.
So many artists are only properly appreciated after they are gone