Perfection is not what we seek,But to share the words we keep,In our hearts and in our minds,The stories, thoughts, and dreams we find.
For a poem need not be flawless,Nor a work of art that's lawless,It just needs to be set free,To reach the world, and let it be.
It's not about the rhymes we make,Or the form that we choose to take,But the feelings that we convey,And the thoughts that we choose to say.
So let us not be held back,By the fear of words we lack,Let us write and share our voice,And let the world hear our noise.For a poem is not just a word,But a message, waiting to be heard,And it must not be perfect, you see,It just needs to be published, to be set free.
