Poetry’s a medium for expressing your soul
Expressing your heart expressing your whole
Use words like brush strokes to release your mind
Put your pen to the paper and you will find
That a Thesaurus lays hidden inside your head
Don’t have the word find another instead
Everyone has a life, with a story to tell
Be it Past the Present the future as well
If you find that your words look strange
Play with them change them and rearrange
No person should judge you for what you write
But don’t be foolish and make sure that you are right
There’s a lot in our minds, should never be said
Bury them burn them make sure their dead
Choose a subject a topic a feeling a theme
An emotion an experience or something you’ve seen
Love, well there’s a good place to start
How does it go? Till death do us part
Poetry is ageless, classless, borderless, limitless
Fearless, restless, timeless but above all priceless
So if you think it and feel it, it has to be said
Your hunger for expression just has to be fed
Saturday, September 5, 2009
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