Die In Art
Seeing art as a pool
To wash and hide faults within
Is a shallow thought weak hearts shin
See ink a love sharing art tool
The quill of which soar us higher
Reaching for the stars in the sky
And peace we tread upon is the pliers
Tightening honor of the moon on high
I have given all to poetry
In every spheres and not momentary
Consistently, I've learned a lot-
The fuels of ego firing my shots
All kisses and fun that breathe in inks
Gaze at how hearts' illness blinks
Connecting many and more links
Which hunt one another's winks
Make sure the food of thoughts
Shared reflect your being, truly
Nothing should stop what you fought
Making it well grounded duly
For more and all you are to do
Focus and don't mind been you
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