Am I deluded,
Deluded in poetry?
No, never.
Poetry is here
With me.
I am poetry.
How can I be deluded.
No, never.
Poetry is showing me
Proper path of life,
Here I am
In colorful lights.
Without poetry,
I get nothing, nothing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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