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Poetry Is...
I like poetry because poetry is a dance on paper
A conversation between body, soul, and inspiration
A unique monument of your emotions and feelings
A world believed to be your own imagination.
Poetry is a gateway to the body’s heaven
And a pathway to the body’s soul,
The key to the doorway of creativity,
And the bouquet of my emotions to my world.
Poetry is like walking on the clouds barefoot.
No boundaries, no worries, just me, myself, and I.
The clouds between your toes feel as cotton
The place where you don’t need to hide.
Poetry is the knife that cuts through your veins.
All that hatred no longer useful
The scars of a poets knife
Is now the writing underneath the pen.
Poetry is the sun shining through the pencil,
The light of your world on the paper,
And the universe mocking your happy day
Onto the blank pages on top of your desk.
Poetry is mourning of a loved one,
Died from a tragic mishap of fate.
Those tears of despair land on the paper
Then they splat into words of wisdom and tragedy.
Poetry is the light at the end of the tunnel
That inspires the broken child within that has no light in their life.
The footsteps walked to get to the light
Are the journey of the on going struggle of the child.
Poetry is the soul's way to communicate with the outside world
The way to let out the fear that stands before them.
And every fear is every stanza that is written on paper
That later becomes a masterpiece for the world to admire for years to come.
This is my distraction to my life and the past I live
It is my strength, my courage, my laughs, and my will.

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