POETRY OF INTOLERANCE

 1) The more tolerant we become, the more indifferent we grow with time. Many times intolerance is the answer to obscure grim  atrocities of the accustomed  alienation and brutality that mankind faces. 

 2)I mostly considered poets idiots, and then I became one . 

3) Either I chose to be happy or I chose to write.

4) I was born with a swaddle in my arms, 

Where I muffle how I feel for the longest time , 

It ingests my Solitude sometimes, 

Other times it ingests my despair.

5) The most common state for a poet is the solitude that nearly kills him, 

So he could write another sonnet to incur with or he would be dying instead.

Leeza