Is a poem a song you speak?
Is it the music of the soul?
Is it a random, over-analysed hypothesis?
Does it have meaning as a whole?
Does anybody care,
About the words we post on sites?
The pain that makes good poetry,
Does it make us parasites?
Do we **** the blood of sorrow,
Till its bitter juice is done?
A ton of bloated leeches,
Belching back the pain we've won?
Is my anguish worse than yours,
Because I write it like a song?
Do you care about my heart,
Because my sonnet reads so long?
Are my poems just graffiti,
On the tombs of poets dead?
Is a poem really better,
When it's torment that's been said?
Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 10:02 PM UTC
Is a poem a song you speak?
Is it the music of the soul?
Is it a random, over-analysed hypothesis?
Does it have meaning as a whole?
Does anybody care,
About the words we post on sites?
The pain that makes good poetry,
Does it make us parasites?
Do we **** the blood of sorrow,
Till its bitter juice is done?
A ton of bloated leeches,
Belching back the pain we've won?
Is my anguish worse than yours,
Because I write it like a song?
Do you care about my heart,
Because my sonnet reads so long?
Are my poems just graffiti,
On the tombs of poets dead?
Is a poem really better,
When it's torment that's been said?
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