It is self expression
Felt with no isolation
But with kind relation
It is heart
That creates an art
With human feeling
And stealing
It holds over grief
But remains brief
Tried to give relief
Like picking new for old leaf
Poetry is gift
Divine one with no shift
It speaks only love and trust
That we all follow and are must
If river can flow calmly
Make verses to create peace solely
For poor or rich alike
Its power must strike
Feel close to chest
And rest
With its impact
You shall always love to act
I know about poetry
And feel little bit of an almighty
He guides to write
And when I feel, I am full of delight

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