Why Poems?
The illiminating feeling it brings
The spotless emotion that sings
linger around my body
like parasite do.
Stop holding me back they say
the feelings it potray, always shows me its true;
Why? I don't know, we count too many
But still follow through
like playing pools on an evening
with fireflies that never seem to lay low.
Always count till the very end till it seems right to you.
This is what poetry do captivates you
show you the reality of what we all feels
this it what true poet do.
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