Poetry is the Art
Poetry is the art of the blind,
the poor, the shy, the odd,
the method of expression for those who cannot,
and will not speak to express themselves.
It trumps a novel, for it does the same,
in less time.
Love, heartache, pain, tears,
everything covered in less than a page.
Belief, life, hate, anger,
emotions welling up,
to be released by the ink of a pen.
Frustration, emotion itself,
the soul of the individual,
spilled out,
and burst onto paper.
No other way can do,
only poetry.
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.