Literature, Peace, Poetry, Think About This

In Response to Brenda’s Wordle 117 ~ My Words Need No Translation ~

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Not created in a lab

nor a mistake

neither a Frankenstein am I,

my words need no translation,

I speak my hearts true emotion,

perhaps my notes appear chaotic

but truly they are poetic

Ah ’tis a pity if poetry

makes you sick

you detect the spirit lamp

in seconds absent odor

you pick,

my conscience is clear

and I need not fear

you be at peace and rest

the heart has its reasons,

for friends may leave

or unfriend from a page

but in the hearts they stay

 pray and love, at every stage

my words make  me a poet

my poems  ‘love incarnation’

I wish you were not so confused

My words-so simple’

Need no translation’