Neophyte
I don't know how to write a poem
Ask me about the stanzas
I'd tell you I don't even know 'em
All I know is to write what I feel
Flow starts to form
And with it is born
The words that become real
I'm not one to sit and ponder
Nor express my self well
Yet at times my mind will wander
And emotions set sail
It's hardly ever planned
And yet I demand
The best from myself
Posted Aug 16, 2018, 4:52 PM UTC
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