Saturday, January 31, 2009

Poetry for them,truths for me

imagine my own life,just a story to many

many truths about my life

melody songs to listeners

this is my life,a song on many lips

see them dancing to my story

oh! they call it a song

these people call it ordinary work of art?

this is my entire world on paper

but what they see is just poetry

laying critics from their own worlds

afterwards it is only a written piece

but this is who i am,you are and they are

in this written piece we are all found

this is a world of you and I

making sense to different of us

all in our own very different way

anyway it is our own world of difference

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