Whats
All this
Poetry?
What does it bring?
Deep hidden insight...
Brings laughter and humour -
Start a fight or a rumour.
Deep,shallow, etched in life.
Treasure everywhere!
For those to right.
Others doubt,
Or find
It
Absurd,
Not knowing
There is power
And strength in the word.
Poetry doesn't agree:
Words have liberty.
Rhyme, free and prose:
Delivered
In the
Line
Poet's
Chose.
Using ego
For a crutch
Doesn't really
Accomplish that much.
Wanting the world to see
Look! Look! Look at me!
Swept away in
Vanity.
But for
All
Those
Truly bold
Surrender
To get the gold.
- Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 22nd, 2023 03:27
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 7
Comments3
I might know what poetry is, but not the foggiest of what an iambic pentameter is!
You and me Both!
we should all do that we enjoy
its toxic to wade in waters we detest
hurts only ourselves...
shed comparisons n waging wars
to pass one more idle minute
after all
it's only ourselves we're fooling
only our time we're wasting
forcing a passion upon yourself
is such
a betrayal of your own, worth
a sad state, when that's the best
we think we deserve...
An oxymoron.
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