It seems silly now,
Poetry.
Inscribing feelings,
Arranging them into
Neat little stanzas.
Why should my mind be
Nailed to a rigid
Structure that I can't
Build efficiently regardless?
Why should I have to
Distort my thoughts
Into metaphors,
Eloquent phrases,
Until they become
Erased?
I can't grasp the beautiful mystery
That poetry is.
How are most poems,
Created as though their
Perfection was instantaneous?
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Author:
YoungAndNaive (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My feelings towards poetry at the moment.
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Comments1
I like your poem very much. Poetry is everything you write and it is not at all everything you write. You can do whatever pleases you, there is no right or wrong.
And you know what? We do not have to grasp that beautiful mystery, we can just enjoy it!
Well written, YAN!
Thanks! I'll try to take your advice to just enjoy it!
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