I Keep Asking Poem by Laser Lasoy

I Keep Asking



I keep asking why
The sun does not fall
From that far sky
And burn us all.

I keep asking why
My blood is red
And why I'd die
If all i shed.

I keep asking why
The sky is blue
And not another dye-
A different hue.

I keep asking why
The wind's colourless
And why every eye
Of it is clueless.

WHY? ...I keep asking
Many a question
But I know one thing:
Poetry is my passion.

Saturday, February 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: passion
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