For the Sake of Poetry
That feeling you get,
When it rains & you
wet,
that feeling you feel,
when you want to write
but you want to give up
cuz nothing at all
is good enough not at
all
to be put on that sheet
of paper.
That feeling you get,
when no word in your
poem,
Brings about a
beautiful rhyme,
staying up late,
like you got late
for a date,
and its too late,
to go back and not be
late,
so you stay up late,
like trying to fix a
broken past,
it's impossible like you cant
count dust
its impossible it's past
its gone it is past.
staying up late
for the sake of paper
and pen,
for the sake of poetry,
just to write and feel it,
that sense of
accomplishment,
that you are a poet too,
Like those great poets
you read of.
Staying up late,
for the sake of Poetry.
Copyright © Virginia Kamau | Year Posted 2013
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