Have answers
That give knowledge
So we grow.
Poetry is special
Romantically so,
Has Mystery’s glow.
From emotions born
As we read we feel
Incredible sensations
That lovingly heal.
How is it done
And why is it so?
Even Poets,
Don’t really, know.
Have answers
That give knowledge
So we grow.
Poetry is special
Romantically so,
Has Mystery’s glow.
From emotions born
As we read we feel
Incredible sensations
That lovingly heal.
How is it done
And why is it so?
Even Poets,
Don’t really, know.
So many Poets!So many claims!To practice,MagicWe hopeNot in vain.
When love happens to come by,So enjoy its belle enchantmentAnd its everlasting tie,Love is glory’s full expression,Nothing, you can ever buy.
Of presenting and judging,Itself!Without the necessityOf wearing a hood,When it’s goodIt’s unforgettableWhen it’s bad,It’s just horrid!
Thrives in Poet’s heart,Comes from secret spark.
Moves the Soul,Best of all,Sometimes,Makes us think.
Does not endReading it once,It lives on,ImmaculatelyInto the depthsOf immortalityAnd Time.