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How poetry flows between being an idea in my head, into being a physical form. |
| So u wanna be a poet? Let the feelings build up inside Let them brew in your mind Let your brain settle Get into the right frame of mind It don’t have to rhyme It don’t have to need sense It don’t have to make sense Structure is not a necessity Have a think What’s on your mind? Think about it Then put your pen to paper Put your fingers to the buttons And write away, type away At the end read it through Amend it if you think right People don’t need to see your work People don’t need to know your poetry It can be whatever you want it to be As long as you’re happy… |