Poems for Every person in this world

"Disparate"

It's been a century when i wrote a poem

Now, I can't write even a single one

Don't have an afflatus

Don't have anything to rap

The little thing to me had stop loving

A part of me had stop being emotional

I begin to not adhere

I'm offbeat

A catterpillar turned into a butterfly

A dark night turned into a brighter day

poignant things are gone

I am walking now in beatitude.

10/25/16