In the chase of wealth and earthly things,
have I lost the gift of rhymes and of words that sing.
A board full of my todo list, they seemed never-ending.
Write a book! Every January says my bucket list.
Have I been sleeping on my dreams or are they just changing?
In a practical world of capitalism,
where do poems and literature stand?
Or is it just me, losing hope, losing faith in written art,
losing time for dreams that should have been done.
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Paint and Poetry. Stars and Velvet Skies. Ilonggo Writer/Blogger.
I’m God’s writer in progress and the very purpose of this blog is to spread positivity, hope, and love through poetry, art, food and travel. Enjoy!