Must poetry be beautiful to be called poetry?
Must it have meaning to be deemed poetry?
Must it carry joy to earn the title of poetry?
Must it align with your preferences?
Becoming poetry alone is challenging,
Life is hard, death even more so.

Poetry isn't solely about beauty,
Not just about embedded meaning.
Happiness isn't the only option,
Not required to align with your taste.

Becoming poetry is its own challenge,
Life is tough, death even tougher.


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