why is it that i,
must learn to walk
why is it that i,
the person
must learn to be.
why is it that i,
must learn to breathe.
why is it that i,
the lover,
must breathe to love.
why is it that i,
must learn to see.
why is it that i,
the breather,
must see to know.
why is it that i,
must learn to feel.
why is it that i,
the seer,
must know what i feel.
why is it that i,
must learn to taste.
why is it that i,
the feeler,
must taste what is pressed upon my tongue.
why is it that i,
must learn to be.
why is it that i,
the taster,
must be what i am shown.
why is it that i,
must learn to love.
why is it that i,
the live'r,
must love my life.
why is it that i,
must learn to enjoy.
why is it that i,
enjoy what i see.
why is it that i,
enjoy what i feel.
why is it that i,
enjoy what i taste
but why isnt it,
that i dont enjoy,
i, knows that of my worst enemy.
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A Book Of Poems
PoetryHeyo :) Akemi here! This is just a book of poems (as the title suggests ;D) of stuff I think about. Feel free to leave comments and give me your feedback! Hope you enjoy :>
