The Gift Poem by JAFAR SADIK
The Gift
Rating: ★5.0
Don't force me
not to write poetry.
For me,
this writing is like a vacuum cleaner
cleaning the floor.
Without this,
I would have gone astray.
Poetry in me
serves as a preacher for me.
The paths I have taken
are led by it.
Yes, dear, you are the gift
that the poetry gave to me.
Monday, December 5, 2022
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5/4/2024 2:33:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A poet only understands how invluable poetry is! I also can not tolerate anyone who berates poetry.A lovely poem, thanks for sharing.