Let Sadness Melted into Words

At nights, I just want to write
Write as much to reach loneliness,
Let sadness melted into words
Only poems know the heart.

There are unknowns in the heart
I still don’t know where they hide,
The Blues still sing sometimes
Just fear no one cares to listen.

Poetry is actually innocent
Only the writer gives emotions to them.

Article By Xing Voong

Xing is a writer and an aspiring software developer. He writes about education, culture, and technology.

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