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
Life can be changed
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