Free Spirits

If I tell you

With a touch of love
Poets/Poetesses are born
Paradox
Being untouched
Greater poets/poetesses evolve

They are not the poets/poetesses
Just because
They craft rhythmic verses
They are poets because
They glorify, the pain
They admire every little details
They worship, the sublime vibes
They are poets because
They reveal, the truth
They hide, what most

Whatever they serve
It comes straight
From their heart
Raw
Tuning the souls
Giving meaning to life

Hold on
For all the good reasons
They defy gravity
Romanticizing you
All with comfort

No other way, they do it best