Heavy Work

I wish I wasn’t a Poet–
All the pain in the world,
I wouldn’t know it.
Forcing the words to rhyme–
To make your heart sublime.
Trying and trying–
To write a verse of comfort,
Of peace and joy,
Or love, to make it even better!

Spanish Translation

Quisiera no ser un Poeta,
Todo el dolor del mundo,
No me lastimaría.
Forzando las palabras a rima,
Hacer que tú corazon suba mas arriba.
Intentando e intentando de nuevo,
Para escribir un verso de consuelo,
De gozo, y de paz,
O de amor, para hacerlo mejor!

Por: ElRoyPoet © 2018 

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