Love And Poetry

Love And Poetry short poem

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During the talk on love and life
My friend, he ended the conversation
With a conclusion
‘One who want to be a real poet
Should have a pure heart
But one who needs to be a committed lover
Should have a fake heart’
I do not tend to agree or disagree
Criticize or blame
But I have to add
That anyone who falls in love
With a pure heart,
Certainly will be a poet
With a soft heart…

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Jafar Sadik

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I am an Indian poet and artist. I have published 6 poetry collection in English. My website is WWW.JAFARSADIK.COM
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Laya Sarath

Wow…Thats an awesome one…There is always a pure lover in a pure poets heart…soft and strong…


realy nice poem.and i agree by your writing….

ammu sachariah

Nice poem. I agree with you Jafar, a poet will have a soft and loving heart.

Randall Smith

Jafar, as I was reading this I was getting upset at the ideas. then I got to the end and wow, it all changed and made a great deal of sense. A good writer makes the readers get involved with his work. You have done this very well.


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