Like My Words Poem by Shakira Nandini
Like My Words
Try not to think I compose for you,
my words are only mine,
you happen to be my subject,
riddle, touchy, unclear.
You resemble my words,
battling for articulation,
Turning out badly more often than not,
with no ability to know east from west.
I am the maker,
I am the artist,
I battle to set up you the reverence that I tribute you
with... is my creative energy, not your face.
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