Poetry

 

People say the eyes are the window to the soul..but poetry is the mouth of the soul. Poetry, the expressions of ones feelings through the ink of pen. Through the cries of a human being. Poetry is art. A masterpiece created by you, the poet. Poetry is freedom. No restrictions and no complaints. Every poet understands one another. A true family. Poetry is one of the greatest outlets known to man. It is a psychological masterpiece made for the human mind to let loose. It is a bucket to hold the cries of the human heart. It is a playground for the human emotion to run free. The escape from the cruelties of our peers. The escape from bullies, from rapists, from thieves, the escape from abusers, from broken homes, from poverty, the escape from betrayal, the escape from reality. Poetry, is you and me.