Friday, December 28, 2012

I am a Poem.

I am a Poem.
I am whatever my writer wants me to be;
Whether it is about blue skies  or battle fields.
Whether its is pain, joy or a journey.
Whether it is love, war or peace.
I am whatever my writer wants me to be.
I am a reflection of thoughts,
made up of words and letters.
I am figments of imagination.
I am feelings.
I am rage.
I am vents.
I am thoughts.
I am whatever my writer wants me to be.
I am a Poem.

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