My Beloved Art:Poesy
Knowledge in large…I have owned
And hid in my log books of poesy
Untouched and unseen for years.
Where in its discovery I found myself
Yet but to invent myself, I had to undergo
And, there took a diversion,
A Quest…for another form of art
With a longing & high level of learning
That has made me forbid my beloved art.
And once, on retrieving my past journals
I’ve my wealthy accounts realized
Of which I haven’t thought off...
Of late…I’m back, yet; But to pursue
Once again- my beloved art:poesy.
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