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!
