"What is poetry?" - they asked.
"Poetry?" I wondered.
It is the flow of the sea
And the life of the seafolks
It is the strength of the birds
And the might of their wings
It is the rhythm of nature
And the beauty it showcases
It is the air we bre...
There he is, standing like a wall Like he doesn't need the effort at all Smiling like his life is perfectly installed But he bleeds to survive during his downfall
Behind him is a wounded back Bleeding like one attacked by a wolf pack But instead of tending for his injured back He carried you whole without a visible crack
But have you ever thought about him? His aches and give it your whole attention? Respect and accept his apprehension, but Rather you sought for more of his attention
But he that loves deserves to be loved hard He that is selfless should not be scarred He that attends should never be disbarred For he who is a selfless man is a real King.
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