Poetry

The romance and love,
The nature and life,
From my heart to my soul,
To the scars and knife,
The mind game and words,
All came together in here,
Someone asked me about poetry,
So I smiled when I shared,
The words which rhymed,
Described my life and sorrow,
For the reason it never lied,
Maybe I am having no tomorrow,
From bonding with reality,
To loving yourself the more,
The harsh world and dreamy roles,
And the existing of a heaven door,
The motivation and depression,
Together they always cheered,
The feeling that came alive,
Which always stood feared,
Poetry is the reason I am sure,
For whenever I want to walk away,
To take me out from the horror dark,
It leads me to a brighter way,
Brighten with love of moon,
And the truth by the sun,
With me smiling with the stars,
And clouds adored me as fun.