Bitter Ink

if you don't like my poetry
my style or my sourness,
you'll never love me because
this is the main ingredient of my genius,
my heart is pumping bitter ink
I may smile at times but it's never sweet
you can catch me yawning but I never sleep
my creativity might tumble but it never trips
and because I love poetry, I'll never quit.

poem by Lazhar Ichir
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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