Be it from happiness or depression
From butterflies in your stomach
Or from secret frustrations
From your sanity intact
Or from your dark hallucinations
From your broken heart
Or from fresh or healing wrist wound
From love letters you write
Or journeys to the moon

Continue your poems
Let it be the ink of hope
Let everything, good or bad, be your inspiration
To write one more poem tomorrow
To look forward to tomorrow

Just keep on writing
Keep on rhyming
Continue your poetry

Beware of them
As a lover or a friend
As a family or a foe
As a passerby or a neighbor

Because they hide as they stand on the stage
They put you on a mind-boggling maze
They set you on an endless chase
With no one else but with your own tail

Because they shout in silence
They scream using pen
Using only pseudonyms
They want you to both understand and not understand what they mean

Because they conceal as they express
Behind figure of speeches
They'll have you take a guess
When you do, you're already checkmate in chess

Beware of them
Because they are contrasting beings
Living in a world of what-ifs
Living between reality and dreams

Dreams for family, rage for a foe
Feelings for lovers, concern for a friend
Observation in a passerby, rumors from a neighbor
They turn it into words, rhyming at the end

Because they are but they are not
Because they do but they don't
Because they are cowards but they have guts
Because they will but they won't

Because they are two-faced people
Because they are at different places at the same time
Because they push and they pull
Because they have truths and they have lies

Oh beware of them
Because they're simply complicated
Because they're famous yet anonymous
Because they'll always have you choose