'Tis A Poem Making No Sense - Poem by Irvin Relebogile
There are songs of joy
And there are sounds of sad intentions,
Every girl has her own boy
Though in many are imperfections.
Everything hath an opposite,
An opposer...one against.
What's your opposite? ? ? ?
A night to a day, a death to a life?
What is most, even if not, most hated and least loved? ? ?
What is most hated is least loved? ? ?
What is life? ? ?
A journey full of lies? ? ?
What is a lie? ? ?
A false statement intentionally and knowingly stated? ? ?
Why do we lie? ? ?
For the better of us? ? ?
To get our desires met? ? ?
Or may be that to be well! ! !
What is poetry?
What's a poem?
A mere set of lines that make no sense? ? ?
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