I don't write poetry to be loved
or for the world to think I'm wise
It's an honor to my past, my loves, pain, and laughs
If you don't like it, then look away from it
Be inspired, take anything or nothing from it
Sing it, Dance it, and you might as well make love to the beat of it
But Remember, poetry is my child
Your eyes may despise it
But in your heart dont dispose it
I rather you vomit my words back to the ground, So for anyone that walks pass it and needs it, may find a home to keep it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem