It was that age, poetry arrived in search of me.
I don't know , i dont know where it came from, i don't know how or when.
They were not voices, they were not words nor silence. ( Because poetry isn't just seen or heard)
From the street i was summoned,
From branches of night among violent fires
There i was without a face and it touched me.
I felt the sound of a flute and swirling colors, and something in my soul.
Deciphering that fire,
I wrote the first faint line, pure no sense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing.
Suddenly,
I felt myself of a pure part of abyss. I wheeled with the stars.
My poetry isn't just words you read or you hear,
It's a feeling you get in your chest,
A chill that runs through your body,
A knife that slices your soul.
And if you can hear your soul calling out,
That's POETRY.
If you can feel the tightness in your chest, the squeezing of your hearts,
Thats POETRY.
Poetry is what i believe,
What i am.
As i said before, you are a star
ReplyDeleteThank you❤️❤️😊
DeleteI don't know how you do it
ReplyDeleteI've never encountered a such aesthetic definition of poetry. It's amazing
ReplyDeletewow!!!
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