The real meaning

For many people poetry is just a word,

but for others poetry is like a bird,

in which it can fly freely and be itself,

without no one stopping the bird and being himself,

no one judging the way it looks or flys,

and ohh did I forget that the bird is wise

he finds ways to get through things in life.

It could be tough at times but expressing his thoughts is a way to start,

isnt he smart?

writing down his deep wounds while healing his own heart,

its called creating beautiful art.