A poet's day is a day full of pain
Some say it drunk, same say insane
A poet's day when filled with love,
some say it new life, some say dane
(Not Danish. Trend: he's the best guy you will ever meet, he will make you laugh and smile, and deprive you of all your heart and soul, and you will love it?
But the poet alone knows,
is it pain, sane or disdain!!!
Give me the liberty of being me
I am just writing, to feel thee.
Give me the space to judge myself,
He must be somewhere, thinking of thyself!!!
Let me pass on, this message of love
Love, suppression or pain or salve
Let me give this news, I've moved on
On, not one, its business of none
But what it is dear friends,that,
Some say it drunk, same say insane
A poet's day when filled with love,
some say it new life, some say dane
(Not Danish. Trend: he's the best guy you will ever meet, he will make you laugh and smile, and deprive you of all your heart and soul, and you will love it?
But the poet alone knows,
is it pain, sane or disdain!!!
Give me the liberty of being me
I am just writing, to feel thee.
Give me the space to judge myself,
He must be somewhere, thinking of thyself!!!
Let me pass on, this message of love
Love, suppression or pain or salve
Let me give this news, I've moved on
On, not one, its business of none
But what it is dear friends,that,
there is no way you can speak your heart..
It has to be expressions
or, my words so hard..
Give me the liberty of being me
I am just writing, to feel thee.
Give me the space to judge myself,
He must be somewhere, thinking of thyself!!!
Thus is my heart, overwhelming with feelings,
He might read, ignore or not
But, this is my way,
This is my vent for feelings,
and my best Resort
or, my words so hard..
Give me the liberty of being me
I am just writing, to feel thee.
Give me the space to judge myself,
He must be somewhere, thinking of thyself!!!
Thus is my heart, overwhelming with feelings,
He might read, ignore or not
But, this is my way,
This is my vent for feelings,
and my best Resort
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