Why I write poems

Tue, 07/23/2013 - 21:44 -- kyan215


The love of poetry that came

The love of words that began

It all happened here—At poetry slam

Words begin to build

Ideas begin to flourish

My mind became blown

From the expression of words that was overflown

With sorrow, with regret

With happiness, with excitement

Every time I write

My emotions become an assessment

For those who are unsure

Even I, to be honest

The words that fill this paper

Is a reminder of happiness



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