Young...
But ready to be professional at the same time
I can play by words
And I can make the rhyme
Too close to fiction but closer to fact
Can draw the attraction
And minds with my poems react...
Stammer before the crowd
Don't have the talent to declaim my words
But on sheets
My pens are like swords
You consider my words are curbed,
And my ink is not enough to create an eternal poem,
And that my mind would get disturbed,
When I see someone else's rhyme..
But actually,
Honestly
And clearly
My motive is my heart
It's not me who moves my pen
But its beats which also made me write from the start
And I believe
With all the one behind my ribs..
And with the words between my lips
That poetry is a message
Not just a kind of art
Not just a drop of ink on paper to brag therewith
Nor for fame or money
It is priceless
By: MMA
Love this poem, with amazing lines and great rhythm and flow! ! Very inspired write! !
Lovely poem indeed, liked the flow and rhyme but I loved the message, poetry is priceless and timeless... Siya_! !
those people can do much substantial whose motive comes from their heart! ! !
yeap poetry is priceless, deep insight....carry on youngest talent
excellent poem- unusual message- looking forward to reading more of your work!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
its good, quite deep in your writing. but good