I write when I am happy
But mostly when I’m sad
I write when I feel lonely
Or whenever I am mad
I write when I feel silly
Or when I get too bored
Sometimes they’d turn out dreamy
Though mostly they’d be dark
I write when I’m emotional
Or when I feel no motivation
Or when I see something magical
Then I’d write some narrations
I write when I feel suffocated
Or when I need escape
I write to feel like I’m protected
I write just to feel safe
I could very much go on forever
And maybe few days more
Of how in many ways clever
Poetry commands my very core
It keeps alive my ember-
what’s left of life within me
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Sparkles and Poetry 