Rainy day, water droplets
Falling Warm chocolate
pouring. Open book of
new ideas. Poems, short
Stories are written, sung,
Spoken.
Why?
This words are thought and
Written.
Why?
People just throw these words
To the oblivion and the writers
are thrown to the oblivion.
Why keep writing?
The love and passion
That the writers give
To these words will live
In only these words.
The rest to the
Oblivion
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Book/Poemario
PoetrySome poems by Beabel1221/ Algunas poesías por Beabel1221