Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2017
Art hates fame
and flashing lights,
public places,
great gigs in the skies.

Art hates those
which watch her constantly,
she hides in blind eyes
and let them see.

She hates wisdom,
prophets and preachers,
she's a friend
of truth seekers.

She doesn't pay
for those who believe in her,
but give them instead
sense of existence.
Piotr Balkus
Written by
Piotr Balkus  39/M/United Kingdom
(39/M/United Kingdom)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems