#dilettante - Hello Poetry

my clothes are not torn out, so what? i can still write a poem hunger isn't killing me, so what the ***k? i will still write a poem. i ain't clouded by poverty, and there's no hole in the ceiling to see the stars on a clear sky. so fu****g what? i will still write a poem. i am 'poles apart' a condition like the Pink Floyd's "Division Bell". but i am still writing my poem. i don't read them to people, friends, strangers or everybody. anybody? but nobody might read them, and I still write the poem.

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Jul 21, 2015

Jul 21, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC

nilotpal-dutta

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my clothes are not torn out, so what? i can still write a poem hunger isn't killing me, so what the ***k? i will still write a poem. i ain't clouded by poverty, and there's no hole in the ceiling to see the stars on a clear sky. so fu****g what? i will still write a poem. i am 'poles apart' a condition like the Pink Floyd's "Division Bell". but i am still writing my poem. i don't read them to people, friends, strangers or everybody. anybody? but nobody might read them, and I still write the poem.

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All flash No substance Dilettante Wake up Cold sweat 'That dream again honey?' Pillowtalk spectre Rolls over

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Mar 25, 2015

Mar 25, 2015 at 10:21 AM UTC