What’s bad for your heart is good for your art, they say
And it may be true that poetry is either about pain or love,
Finding or losing a beloved one
Thoughts and creativity,
As a tool to convert them into words in a poem,
Find me, not when I am at my absolute worst, never then
They find me when I am feeling a bit down, disheartened, sad
The kind of “there are tears in my eyes...
Monday 29th May 2017 6:45 pm
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