Cynical
What is poetry
Is it merely a soft scented rose on a blissful summers day
Someone telling you, Better to have loved than lost
Or rather a delve into reality
Where the pretty appear gritty
And the point of relevant
No 1 can write
Because the words are all blurred
Who is going to listen
To poems without roses
And barmy summers days
In these cynical times
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