Poet

We are poet,

Not because it's fun,

But cause,

When we write,

We are in our own universe,

Without any pain and any pressure,

Just us,

With our imaginary world,

Full of fantasies and love.

Writing poetries,

Is like painting a picture so good,

It heals our heart,

And clears our mind,

It helps us move on,

From no matter how hard situation,

It's like music,

When we read poetries,

We get lost in it,

We can feel what the one who wrote the poetry is feeling,

Its easier to live being a poet,

In the world full of poetries,

It helps us to feel alive,

A poet's life is black and white without their poetries,

It's their heart, it's first love.

We don't want anything from anyone,

If anyone asks us to send them the poetries we've written,

We will automatically start jumping,

If anyone re-reads our poetry,

That's like our victory,

If anyone compliments our poems,

Then our happiness level rise up to the space,

When someone calls us "poet",

We feel like we won the life,

We are very easy,

We keep it simple,

We love to talk in the language of poetry,

Which also significants the language of love,

The writing and pronunciation is the same,

But feeling and purity is real,

Its different,

When a poet reads a poetry written by themselves,

It feels like someone is speaking magic,

Heart starts to fly,

Mind starts to bloom,

Eyes start to admire,

The beauty of poetries.

Although,

Sometimes we also wish to be written,

We would love to be the topic of anyone's poetry,

That'd be the best thing to experience,

Oh to be loved by a poet,

It's luck,

How beautifully they write about you,

The words, seems like sparks,

They will love you like no one else can,

Once you tell them that you love them,

Their hands won't stop admiring you,

Their eyes won't stop falling for you,

Their hearts won't stop beating for you,

You will become their entire universe,

The same universe they've created themselves,

After being a poet,

They will give you everything,

You will be declared as their "life",

Isn't it fabulous?,

To be a poet's favourite,

They have their eyes only on you,

And stupid poets,

There they won't stop writing about you,

And you will start getting bored,

But darling,

If I ever get a chance to be loved by a poet,

I won't leave at any cost,

Even if I have to face the cold embrace of death,

I do not fear,

Cause I'm written by someone,

And trust me,

Written love never dies.

When you are loved my a poet,

For them,

You are the words,

Written preciously on their poetries,

You can neither be erased,

Nor be forgotten,

You will be printed in their memories,

And their magical life,

Our life is not easy tho,

Its very hard,

To not have anyone to share things with,

To be most of the time lonely,

To not be understood,

But we are still wonderful,

And our lives are sparkling,

All because we write,

We speak poetry,

No matter how hurt we are,

Once we pick our pens up,

Our hands won't stop,

And our eyes won't shut,

Cause,

It's the only way we heal ourselves.

To be a poet,

Yeah I can get really hard,

Sometimes people don't understand,.

Why we are so obsessed,

With our room and our diary,

We hold secrets no one will ever hear about,

People will complain about things,

But we are not giving up,

Cause my dear,

We can turn everything into poetry,

Even if it's a good thing,

Or something bad,

No matter if its a compliment,

Or a complain,

Either love,

Or heart breaks,

If we start listening to people,

There will be nothing named as poetry anymore,

And if we really cared what people said,

We wouldn't be named after,

"A Poet".