WOULD THERE STILL BE ANYONE WHO READS POEMS THESE DAYS?

Seriously, do people these days still appreciate the beauty of poems? I mean, the hidden meaning of each line kept within minimal wordings. The need to not over-explain but get across the meaning just the same. That's how beautiful poems are.

This is a poem compilation of a bugged mind, seeking purpose in life. Words you may not put into stories, you'll find here.