Stepping Into A World of Poetry
The reader doesnt always see eye to eye with the poetthe way my words flow like a river, on pages overflow it
I know it and show it when pages and readers collide
ratings and comments I sometimes let slide
I go about life, it's never a free ride
Dying tonight I would gladly accept pride
I stepped into a world of poetry, left life outside
This world is spinning like a top, drop the coin
heads or tails whats the choice, your alone
Noone knows the answers, when the questions not asked
noone sees into this world , its all jokes and laughs
noone cries when pain is all that is felt
noone hears a heartbreak, or sees tears when they melt
How will you view my world , that hurls words into the air
poetry is a language that speaks as to care
words that flow onto pages that I share
eyes open to the beauty made publicly aware
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