A poetic spirit


Something is beating
Within the fragile walls of mine.

If it was the heart, my mind would have dished out frustrations
If it was passion, my body would thrown out tantrums

There must be somebody else living within
So I let my guard down
To invite him out

Here he comes moaning poems tapered around his mouth.

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A sudden urge of poetic inspiration creeps up from within.