A Question Mark Poem by Abhinit Chute (abz)

I put every feeling deep in my letters..
Them letters make words, I rhyme too..
I rhyme and it becomes a poem
Which is true, originally true!

I write them when I'm at high,
Either too happy or too sad..
And they bear true love or pain
May they be good, may they be bad..

If you say it was all false
Actually you put a question mark
On each of these rhymes, words and letters
All shut in dark..

But the poet knows how true he was
Lit in the fire of dismay..
Though it is loving, though it is harsh,
I just lay what I want to convey

If you feel now it wasn't true
You wouldn't have read them for wonder
Now there's a question mark you've put upon them
Better have they rusted cold on poemhunter..