Poem about Poetry - I am Poetry (II)

i am poetry
my pride is
i am from the
purest sanctum
of one's heart

my joy is
i am simple
as the first words
of a child

everyone
with a mind
and heart
can have me
a child to laugh
cry over

i am no match
in dollars and cents
for music and songs
paintings or fanciful buildings
but rub me out of the world
the rest would crumble

no more sweet words
that swing with the cradle
no more stirring whispers
between the hugs of new lovers

no more lyrical smoothies
for the troubled hearts
no more the wheezing
of pet dog as it nudges you
on the thigh for a pat and bone

no more pet cats and kittens
that invariably turn your
dinner into a meowing ball
i like the way i am
- adopted child
in the arts
read and given
prominence only
by those who
know how

and that's is exactly
the reason why i thrive
- i live only for those
who know how
exactly to love me

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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