Terrible Disease

Of some works
I have been busy for days
But I wasn’t in a good shape
Something was depressing so deep

I wish if I could see my doctor
To make me well and fell better
But I can’t even think about that
Because I didn’t know what was paining exact

Suddenly I search inside
I found what my sickness guide was
I wasn’t ill not even a bit
But I miss poetry beat

Being apart from that art
Hurts a lot and kills all part
Poetry the adorable work
Stay available for your addicted folks

by Luwi Habte

Comments (3)

What is the moral of the poem
Wonderful imagination....a great poem
'Break this heavy chain'. Earth's answer, mans call? Amazing intuition and a great poem.