When poetry
Sowed its seed
The flow is free
To grow as a tree
But woe is me
If I don't see
The potency
Spoken openly
Some have the rhyme heroically
Yet only spit inside so stoically
Selfdoubt absorbed totally
Yet you know they'd be renowned notably
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 8:36 AM UTC
When poetry
Sowed its seed
The flow is free
To grow as a tree
But woe is me
If I don't see
The potency
Spoken openly
Some have the rhyme heroically
Yet only spit inside so stoically
Selfdoubt absorbed totally
Yet you know they'd be renowned notably
