A Poet

A Poet

Rain falls down like a crashing waves

A rush of emotions means my tears

I had an urge to get my paper and pen

As I want to make a song just for him.


Like a sculpture, I am resolving a puzzle

Of letter in the alphabet, like building words

Words that draw the pain in my heart

An ache that I want to depart.


The 1st stanza, is a story

On how he breaks the walls in me

I group the letters from A to Z

To justify how he captured me.


As I go on writing, I realize

How every line perfectly rhymes

I read it again many times

Then my lips form a smile.


It is the irony, I think

When a poet wanted to sing

Write a song that transform to poems

And end up still choosing to be a poet.


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