Vocal likes and comments

The Echo of Expectation

On vocal we comment and like to give praise

Our poems then for a few pennies we raise

It is nice to like and be liked back

Just be nice and work together that’s the knack.

Why do some follow, with praise in their wake,

A single poem cherished, for one simple sake?

Yet when their own words rise, raw and true,

They ask for the same, a reflection from you.

“Like this, like that,” they demand with their gaze,

But poetry isn’t a market for praise.

Each voice is unique, its rhythm its own,

To silence the soul would silence the tone.

Why should one echo become the guide,

When every poet’s heart beats wild, untied?

Encouragement grows when the art is free,

Not bound by the chains of “like” comment or “agree.”

So let us lift poets, not through forced praise,

through kindness and understanding, in countless ways.

For vocal art thrives not in echoing sound,

But in the silence where true voices are found.

If I like yours, please like mine back,

A gesture of kindness, a simple act.

But let us remember, as voices take flight,

True art is given without seeking the light.