<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=551264" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Egoism of Poets</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We don’t write poetry, <br>Poetry writes us.<br>How can we make poetry, <br>If we are part of poetry.<br>The world around us is poetry.<br>Poetry is already defined.<br>Calling ourselves poets.<br>Selfishness in every line.<br>Egoism in every word. <br>Stealing poetry from the world.<br>That already exists in every form.<br>It’s written in every mist, <br>Every tree, every bliss.<br>Who are we to write? <br>Calling ourselves masterminds.<br>Trapping ourselves in believe<br>That we are creating something unique<br>The world at our feet.<br>Just too full fill our need.<br>Even this poem is an act<br>of a selfish deed.<br>Every letter in ink.<br>Created through love and sin.<br>Writing on a paper<br>But it’s the world’s skin.<br>Pressing on the surface.<br>To see blue blood is our purpose.<br>Thinking poetry is ours.<br>Poetry devoured <br>By poets every hour. <br>Poems all around us.<br>Turning grey to dust.<br>Turning brown to rust.<br>We have captured the most <br>But there is still so much. <br>Bleeding away in disaster, poverty<br>And war.<br>Ink to us all.<br>A poet’s only lord.<br>His only norm, his only home.<br>His precious and beloved poem. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>We should be ashamed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Nadim+Lost+Soul">Nadim Lost Soul</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=551264" data-title="Egoism of Poets de Nadim Lost Soul" data-description="We don’t write poetry, Poetry writes us. How can we make poetry, If we are part of poetry. The world around us is poetry. Poetry is already defined. Calling ourselves poets. Selfishness in every line. Egoism in every word. Stealing poetry fro..."></div> </div> </div>

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