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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=423771" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Poem about Poetry - what is not poetry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">writing lines<br>not like a child<br>writing lines<br>robotlike<br>hitting at keys<br>rather than own heart<br>writing lines<br>throwing words<br>which are yet <br>our friends<br>words picked<br>from thesaurus<br>dictionaries<br>for word's sake<br>an alley of prostitutes<br>we treat as our wives<br>godless<br>writing as if<br>the world <br>possesses<br>no soul and <br>god, the real poet<br>who spares symbols<br>for his creation<br>trees, lightning, <br>thunder<br>for poets <br>to colour their world <br>to see the other side<br>of the world<br>how the trees, lightning<br>thunder<br>are a part of men<br>themselves<br>described, <br>the trees - spring of youth<br>lightning - rage<br>thunder - warning<br>the warming effect<br>god's verse to men's uncaring verse<br>misinterpretation of his symbols<br>god the leading poet <br>the world a repository of symbols<br>for his masterpiece<br>a masterpiece<br>we could only admire <br>the real poet leaves us<br>something to ponder about<br>and to add a verse or two<br>to his work<br>like the almighty poet<br>who when he likes<br>answers us back<br>in riddles</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Tiong+Chunghoo">John Tiong Chunghoo</a><div class=q>
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not like a child
writing lines
robotlike
hitting at keys
rather than own heart
writing lines
throwing words
which are yet 
our friends
words picked
from thesaurus
dictionaries
for word's sake
an alley of prostitutes
we treat as our w..."></div>
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