Monday 19 May 2014

A Poem Is...

            Slowly drifting, drifting away
            It’s the waves.
            Only at the right moment
            You can surf unstoppably;
            Only when whim exists within your body
            You can write a poem.

            It’s a savoury appetizer
            Not much,
            But good enough for you to be content
            Although short, a poem is able to make one satisfied
            And to think profoundly

            It’s an abstract painting       
            Which has many different hidden meanings beneath the surface
            There is something new every time you look at it
            Everyone has different views towards it
            Like one does to a poem
            So there is a new meaning every time you read it

            You write poems to express
            You read poems to appreciate
            With a simple poem
            Life can be changed

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