No FEAR
my DEAR
I have nothing to lose
but to share with you
my love
as you are Spiritual
and
I follow
NO RITUAL
But as poets
it flows through our veins
the poetic juices
of imagination - -love- - emotions- -creations
and
all natural produces
you love some
I love all
hence I am
a me poet
PLUME
poet for one and all
and 'tis NOT a
TALL
call
NOR
talk
So love all
POEM HUNTERS CALL
the PLUME
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem