Poets never lie, never keep secrets.

They always find ways to reveal things.

If you only look closely,

Everything you will see.

From their smile every dawn

To their cry every sundown,

From their laugh every morning

To their sob every evening,

All are written on their papers.

Using rhymed and unrhymed words

If you're only analyzing their works,

You will know them deeply

And understand them surely.

They make wonderful pieces,

Behind those are bruises.

The melodic tone of their poems

Are the pains behind the vizard.

Every positive word they write.

Are from their pained hearts.

They never want to be pitied

Rather, wanted to be heard.

Every truth, they write.

Every piece is a secret.
So do keep it,

Most especially if you're not a poet!