I want to write the best poem
But does one even exist?
All one can do is let thoughts and emotions flow
From mind, heart then to wrist
Then it is upon the readers to judge us
By our perceptions and words
Some are labelled as vague or unrelatable
Others are cherished as the most soothing thing they have ever heard
What is the poet's reward?
Letting all emotions flow?
The readers' glow?
The fancy words and rhythms we come to know?
When words become melodies,
Thoughts become stars
Emotions become oceans
And readers' souls now bonded with ours..
This is what gives us most peace..
This is when we..along with our verses...become art...
(c)Hareem Fatima
April 6th 2019
©hareem
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