There are many things that I love
with poetry being one.
when all your thoughts weigh a ton,
you can write them in a lyrical way
so that even your worst fears sound somewhat-ok.
you can weave your emotions into its fabric
with strings of love and sate
and with colorful yarns of your different degrees of your terrible, awful, hate.
but even though words have stolen my heart
and i love making them into a beautiful work of art,
sometimes i do get quite bored.
and wish to feel adored
so i put down my pen
shutdown the computer
leave the poetry world for something much sweeter
the love of something else that words can not illustrate
nor rhyme to create a symphony
the wonderful company of friends, to state it quite simply
