Oh my darling,
your beauty comes in many shapes.

You are the Sunset;
you are the beauty before the darkness.

You are the Moon;
you are the beauty in the darkness.

You are the Sunrise;
you are the beauty before the mourning.

You are the Rainbow;
you are the beauty after the rain.

Hi Sir,

You're reeking with hate
Don't dive into that fate
Free yourself from rage

We are all here to write
We are all here to express
Oh please don't start a fight
Because we're all here to just express

So what if their poems always trend?
Is it an enough reason for your anger to vent?
Why wouldn't you just feel happy for them?
After all, we should co-exist 'cause we're all poets

Yes, we are poets, not *****
Don't go pulling others down
That's just not the way to the top