A DANCE WITH MY POETRY

I wanna dance with the poetry heartily,

As people are making me weep forcefully,

I can be true only with you,

Why can't you be a human who makes me pursue?

I'm all alone with a heart full of hurt,

I shout aloud while inking it yet none is amenable to read that dirt,

I pray for the love and support from above,

Oh, dear poetry can you at least halt all the love? 

Micropoems says, forgiving makes you more stronger,

But still I intuit, people have only hatred on me for longer,

Quotes tells me, to leave when you're treated as a second option,

Even so, how do I still endure those memories of concoction,

My heart is becoming restless day by day,

Is there someone who could buy these stories so I would pay,

Begrudgingly I ache my spunky heart and eyes,

Let's dance and recite this poem of pain until those sorrows flies