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I am a poet,

Of the rich and the poor,

Try to read the feelings,

And with the aid of human alphabets paint.   

I ask myself at this moment with grave emotion,

Can a poem ever be finished?

The answer ‘NO’ is echoed from within,

Only precious ash is left after the desertion.

Before penning a poem I thought of Baudelaire and rose,

To “always be a poet, even in prose”.