I love poetry as i love to breath
Its the pain you never know that hurts your soul,
Or the burden you invisibly bear that torments your spirit,
Dont keep hatred in you saying you don't want war,
When you know deep down your heart you can feel it,
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It rained,
On the roofs of the oppressors and the oppressed,
Rained,
In the gardens of the righteous and the wicked,
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As the sun shines so we make our hay,
Knowing that it is not here to stay,
And that soon it will fade away,
For as the dawn comes so will the day,
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If poerty was meant to love,
There is a cupid a arrow in my pen.
If poetry was meant to prove,
In my poems see the evidence of gain out of pain.
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I love her blue i love her red,
My love for her is strong but sometimes it fades,
I love her wrong i love her right,
I hold her tight but never through the night,
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