Poetry
What is poetry?
Something you rhyme
Or keep to the time
Words to the beat
Or stamp with your feet
Something inside you
That glows before you
Is it something you inspire
Or would aspire
Is it something that makes sense
Or a word without pretense
Do you write it in thought
Write something without
Your heart and soul
Something that it is foul
Do you write with anger
Or write with danger
Happiness and joy
Or of girls and boys
Written with art,
Which comes from the heart
Is it words to you on a piece of paper
Or meaning with hard labor
Nights and days written in
Or few minutes end to begin
I can tell poetry to you
From the point of my tongue
On a paper of white
Or at campfires for fright
Story within its own
Poem with no meaning around
Thought starts you, does it?
Memories give the grit
Fables from long gone
Reel your mind through the dawn
Through night and day
You write without stray
The words don't match
Sometimes never catch
When it comes from you heart
It is the start
Of brilliance of a being
Who is willing to knowing?
Poetry comes from the heart and soul
Or is forever foul
Written with thought
Written with to be caught
Art it is to be
A writing to become free
Show the world of thee
And you shall again be free
Poetry is not nothing
To us it is everything