The Curse of Poetry
If given a choice
Would I give it away?
The night’s disturbing voice -
The repetitive, agonizing days.
When deliberations just keep spinning
Like demeans in my head.
No end and no beginning
Unlike words that I’ve read.
Thoughts and emotions – so much thinking it through
I wouldn’t curse on anyone – no enemies I’d choose.
To have to surrender to the rhymes I can’t outrun
To put life aside until the current end comes.
Yet my life is much richer
My thoughts clear and so true
Maybe this is my only way
Of communicating to you.
No other way to convey my thoughts
Even if no one is listening but me.
I’m not sure it’s a gift my talent has brought
The perceptions need to escape and to be set free.
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