You train my body and soul,
To that of our religion.
Yet, my heart concurs,
With the demands of religion.
Mother!
You know that I am excessively sentimental.
Just yesterday,
I told you about my new love.
I probably left you astonished,
By my disclosures.
YOU ARE READING
The Epagoge Poetry
PoezieWriting good poetry can be incredibly challenging, and sometimes just trying to understand it can be tiresome. But if you think writing poetry requires a minor in rocket science, think again. *** Poems are recognized only by poets. Yet, I'm no poet...
