Why do I write poetry?
Is it to let it all out
Sometimes
A torrent of words
A hurricane of emotions
Other times
Simple lightly dusted sprinkles
On a cupcake
Free and airy
Yet,
Despite the medium
Through which my emotions
Words
Messages
Stories
Are conveyed
What is the purpose
And why only certain people?
Why not that person over there
Why doesn’t everyone write poetry
Why do people write poetry
What makes one a poet
And what makes a poet
Be a poet
I wonder

I can easily play
With words
With meanings
Twist them around
Randomize
Sometimes gaining gold
Other times, dirt
But one to me
May be the other to others

I have      wierd thoughts      in my head
They ain’t true      but they there
So what do I do?

Today I sat down
And tried to write
Words
And rhymes
I tried to write
But nothing was right
When I tried to write
So I decided to write about not being able to write

I bleed
words

not blood;

so if you hurt me,

I'll scar
verses,

not wounds.


*Sandoval

Because I’m a poet
I permit my mind
To mount clear
In the expression of
love , Sorrow
or
whatever it pleases
To unearth

Because I’m a poet
I tolerate my soul
To adrift  in the abyss of time
like the blowing winds
In its mercy clinging for life
like a chain

Because I’m a poet
I license my body
To have no barriers journey
No rules to follow
spreads my wings
Glide high with my imagination
For poetry is a beast of many faces

Because           You’re          a        Poet
There      is       no      need   for you
to   be   judgmental,  intimidating
or  provocative    towards   others
 for          poetry            is
all      about     living        free
    And             You          Too
Can   shine   on   your
Own
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