Sometimes, the words I use to express my thoughts, imaginations, anger or depression, ... are collectively called as 'poems' by the people around me..! ! Before I could know it, I had become a poet for them. I believe, there is a science hidden into the language of a poem, and deep inside a research finding, you will find an incredible rhythm of an invisible poetry! ! !
When sight of the shore appeared nowhere
and terribly opposite winds were blowing
Hope exclaimed, with each passing wave
Just keep going on keep on going
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