Do not Say I'm Poet

Beautiful words that came out of my ink
Circuit and the temple of the heart flow
I poured with breadth of imagination
Seems silent on innocent white paper
Missed mystery
Only revealed tenderness over

A word of love, a line of natural crib
Being part of the poem is created

It's not flattery, nor falsehood
I carved a heart just said
Imagination of my days living life


Do not tell me poet
Do not ever say I'm the poet
I'm only half lives
Who tried to fulfill the desires and dreams

Deni Andriana