Poetry?

Poetry? Isn't that just writing with no rules? The chance to speak one's mind Without fear of wasting time On punctuation and etiquette. Imagine all that one could express. Their thoughts unhindered, flowing freely. How useful is this drabble, though? What is there to gain from this free-flow? I question: Can poetry even convey a concept? So short, so simple Built on raw emotions But wrapped in elusive phrasing. The true meaning locked to everyone but the creator. I proclaim: Poetry is not meant to be read. It is meant to be written. What the reader sees is simply a by-product of what was felt. Therefore, the purpose of poetry is to surrender to oneself. To one's thoughts, feelings, fears, dreams And anything and everything in-between. All while knowing, accepting That the only person who will understand you Is you.