When I wrote my first poem
It is like my first born
I need to learn to hold to breathe life in
I would unexpectedly end the line
Leaving thought and structure are unfinished
But nobody objected to it
They said I allowed readers to think

When I wrote my last poem
It is so structured and followed
Every punctuation to the t
People said it lacks in its thought
The poet did not leave any thing
To the reader

Poetry is always
The lamp we carry in darkness
It cannot be sun light
It’s likes are in its shades and ..


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