Poetry is Powerful

It starts out with Emotions-

Emotions turn into Thoughts-

And Thoughts into Words-

Words turn to Sentences of these Notions-

 

Sentences on a page

As blank and as unadulterated

As the canvas

That you use as your assuage-

 

Your Salvation-

 

And then the next thing you know

those all turn into Poetry-

Similes -and Metaphors-

and every colorful word in your portfolio-

 

Spilling out from your Brain-

And your Heart-

Down from your hand-

Flowing out from your veins-

 

Until you just don't know where to stop-

 

And it all just comes out-

like a wave of inspiration-

bursting forth from a underground spring

after an insufferable drought-

 

Filled with Power-

the Kind that cannot come

from even the Highest of Men

at any given hour-

 

Fueled by that Emotion that sparked it all;

 

And it's written down-

Not to be Forgotten-

But to be Shared-

spreading from town-to-town-

 

Across Eons and Eons-

Till it's so far gone-

That you have inspiring youths-

that strive for more than just being a peon-

 

Analyzing

 

Scribbled down Words

in some God-Forsaken classroom-

Where the Meaning may have been

Lost somewhere like a password

 

Among the Decades-

and the Centuries-

And only if it manages

to Survive Unscathed-

 

But we still write:

 

And Although we know all

that will come with it-

The wicked words

and viscous mauls-

 

And the blind Eyes

Among the Minds

  of those in Society

who let Life go Awry-

 

We still Write-

 

For our own Peace-of-Mind;

To Ease our own Racing Thoughts-

and our need of Expression-

Whether or not it is heard by Mankind-

 

We write it all down-

from the passionate flames

to the sobering downpours-

Just not to have a mental breakdown-

 

Poetry is made to make a Statement-

 

Either subtle notes or words so blatant

 Expressing Emotions-

Untainted Thoughts-

The kind that cannot be abated-

 

Words that could not come

out of someone's mouth

In Sentences that melt Hearts-

Or  at least in a way so you don't sound dumb-

 

We write Poetry

 

Whether it be against Oppression-

Hatred-

Pain-

or Obsession-

 

Or out of Love-

Hope-

Celebration-

Or something from Above-

 

Poetry is Powerful: Use it

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741