Soon

As soon as I try to infuse a line
With meter and rhyme,
I’ve murdered it.
As soon as I try to gain
Through knowledge what I already
Instinctively know,
I’ve lost it.
Soon I’ll give up everything
For this poetry,
It’ll drive me to ruin
And I would gladly accept it
With my hand out, waiting
For the next line.

Author: Buddhadoshā

Buddhadoshā loves you.

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