Passion

One fine evening, someone asked her,
“Why you choose poetries, they are old fashioned
That’s where I express my emotions,”
She swiftly answered

“What do you gain?
Isn’t that a waste of time?”
This was an another question,

With a smile in her face,
She stood up from her place
“I make time for my passion,”
She continued to explain

“I don’t want fame,
Nor I write to earn
I find happiness in poems,
That’s what I get in return”

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