POETRY
Poetry is mans heart manifested,
Every pain, every joy,
Even and teardrop put into words.
A desire, an expression,
A dream, or a vision.
Poetry
The unspoken word,
Overflowing in my pen,
Poured out onto my pad.
It is the onlook of my life.
Sometimes poetry laughs with joy.
Smiling from one side of the page to the other.
Sometimes weaping in anguish,
From the start of the page to the end.
Poetry
My escape,
My love,
My gift.
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