Poetry and Me
It started in school when I was asked to write,
my homework took me longer than usual that night,
I had to come up with a creative Haiku,
only problem was I didn't have a clue,
Brainstorming like crazy but my paper stayed white,
I looked to the clouds, but did not see the light,
Eventually I came to know that poetry can be,
anything and everything - it can set you free,
There are no restrictions when writing for pleasure,
Preserve what you know, keep it forever
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