This poem doesn't rhyme
In this midnight time
This poem doesn't flow
With thousands of rows
This poem doesn't grow
Nor make you glow
This poem doesn't sing
With a perfect ring
This poem doesn't dance
Nor it is enhanced
This poem doesn't make sense
Nor any meaning
But it cries
The pain of the heart
The feelings of the dark
The meaning of the art
And the reason of the mark
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PoetryA collection of my poems. For the love of words and poetry. It's all about beautiful words with a touch of love. Hope you all will like them. Vote Comment And share with your loved ones Thank you 😊
