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Poetry and Poet

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Hi steemians ... how are you guys? hopefully you have a nice day. Today I will discuss poetry and poets, but before I want to ask you, can love make someone become a poet?

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If you ask me, then the answer is yes, why be like that ?? because some people sometimes become poets for themselves. when someone is in love sometimes he unconsciously is able to create beautiful words for someone who is very loved and even when they are not together anymore, he can still make this poem even though the contents of his belly seem sad. this is the view of love in my eyes which is expressed in this poem.

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Love…
If you have it, you don't need anything else
And if you don't have it, whatever you have doesn't mean much

Love can not be forced
Love cannot be persuaded and teased
Love arises from Heaven without mask and without being sought

Love can turn sweet, dust turns to gold, water becomes cloudy, healthy becomes sick, prison becomes a lake, pain becomes pleasure, and anger becomes mercy.

The love associated with personal interests will turn into despair.

Love is not from words but from a lump of desire given to a heart that needs it.

First love is memory, second love is a lesson, and love that follows is a must because life without love is like a dish without salt. Therefore, keep the love that is given to continue to bloom and smell throughout the season.

Crying is not a medicine for love because he does not understand the journey of conscience.

Anyone is good at loving life, but no one is good at judging love because love is not an object that can be seen by the naked eye, otherwise love can only be felt through heart and feeling.

In romance, don't regret separation but regret meeting. Because without meeting there will be no separation.

Losing love is like losing a ring of gems in a vast ocean that has no edge and must be forgotten.

Sacred love can be seen from one's sacrifice, not just a gift.

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yati@yati ☺

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