poetry does not reflect truth
it is but a painting of one's thoughts
conceived by the emotions one feels
obstinately devoid of accuracy
but filled with tender authenticity

poetry does not reflect truth
it is but a flowing river of reveries
where reality transcends the realms
and chase the light of possibilities
with the particular intent of pleasing

poetry does not reflect truth
it is but a manifestation
of abstractions concerning itself
with various human themes
and the need to feel