What Poetry Is To Me
You see,Life without poetry,
Should not be.
Life without Poetry,
Is a king without a kingdom,
A speaker lost for words,
A writer with a blank page....
But nothing to write.
If I could describe why I write poetry,
What it does for me,
How I pour my emotions into each and every word,
I'd never have a blank page to write upon.
Some say it's heart wrecking,
How you feel the way the poet feels,
How each image is described,
So perfectly,
Yet so mis-understood,
How you understand,
But yet there's nothing to understand.
It's like a day,
A moment,
A saying,
An entire life....
Yet it's just the written word.
Just the spoken word.
Poetry.....
It's heart felt and dramatic,
Lying and decietful,
Believed and truthful,
Hated and Loved....
But understood?
Not truly.
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