Much of what you may write,
May never matter if wrong or right:-
It may never ever even be read;
Or just awed by what’s said.
Yet, ye poets must pen the word;
Time will come when it will be heard:-
Continue with divine wisdom and guidance;
Striking her bright enlightening radiance
Reflected from the cosmic blinking from above;
Pressing fingers with pushing pressures of love:-
In time, delivering water waves will flow;
Enlightening sad faces with a needed smiling glow:-
Meanwhile, gracefully carry your pregnancy;
For in your mind’s womb, words are kicking gently;
Cheerfully waiting to be delivered peacefully:-
Never prematurely deliver without suffering pain;
Rather, leave behind devout keloid navel names
Forever free—fostering flickering fiery flames:-