Poet

His heart bleeds with his ink

He's accompanied with feelings in his every blink, 

Bcoz he's a poet.

A lot of pain his diary holds

With every feelings, a page he folds

Bcoz he's a poet.

He writes what he feels

But not everytime, bcoz sometimes honesty kills,

Bcoz he's a poet.

We've crossed oceans for people

Who never crossed river for him,

Bcoz he's a poet.

He and moon are same

Surrounded by stars but still alone,

Bcoz he's a poet.