I Kid You Not

I Kid You Not short poem

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My eyes tell always: ‘I shan’t! ‘
when people want the hunters’ hunt,
yet, in their hunt I have been caught,
I kid you not.

At times I’m Arthur and Merlin,
my thoughts as swords come out and in,
Aye, with my crabbit thoughts I fought,
I kid you not.

While running on piano chord
my fingers build a better world
where children sleep in their cot,
I kid you not.

I teach a flower how to bloom,
a sun ray to avoid the gloom,
yet, people like not to be taught.
I kid you not.

A thousand years I tried to find
a blink of soul in every mind,
Yet, I cannot find what I sought,
I kid you not.

The magic words sleep in my wand
to unveil Shamrock from beyond
the rainbow to the golden pot.
I kid you not.

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I am a citizen of this wonderful world. I live in the language of every country, in the poetry of every language. I was born once with the word. I dream your dreams, I think your thoughts, I feel your fear, pain, joy, sorrow, doubt, serenity. I exist because you create me. Keep me alive in your poems and we shall live happily ever after.Maria Magdalena Biela
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Chandrama Deshmukh
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Your poem is so beautiful, it can be sung as a happy song.
Loved the last stanza. Interesting references.
What we seek is often our version of how we want the world to be. And your version seems so much similar to mine.

http://highonpoems.com/56/english-poems/short-poem/wont

Hope you can relate to this piece 🙂
Waiting to read more of your poems.

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