Poetry
Poetry is a calming sensation
Fills my body with light so pure and bright
When all alone I think of creation
Every fiber comes alight with much might
They laugh, they tease, they don't understand me
But with poetry I'm not alone
I write, I think, then it all completes thee
I can do it all; they're just sticks and stones
But those who first laughed, shocked me with their thought
They wiped their face with the palm of their sleeve
And said "I've never heard poems like that"
My only reply was to make them leave
Poetry is not just a thing to me
It's life, love, friendship and my company
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