My Work - Poetry
What Is The Use of Poems?I know that your quarrel with me is the source of my poetry
And that the estrangement is fuelling the pain in my chest
And thus my heart overflows with emotions
And I become creative
And play the sweetest melodies on the strings
And the muse sings with a tongue of fire!
But what good are poems to me
If I live miserable all my life
Unable to sip a drop of nectar from your cup?
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I know that a little bit of quarrel and abandonment
May be like the salt in food
But can a man live every day
Night and day
On nothing but salt?
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I will gladly give up all my poems
Give up my pen and ink and paper
In return of lifting up the injustice of abandonment.