1. Poetry is Writing what all we felt When the heart is asked To translate.
Poetry is Love, Made malleable Through the eyes Which behold beauty. Poetry is Life, The love of life, malleable. Poetry is meant to be Touched by To be moved by (and with) Love...
Poetry is A song of words A dance of exuberant emotions A Grace Full of gracious (a) Lover's kiss.
Poetry is Jump for joy and stabs of sorrow Sculptor Singing Sepulchers Molding nights & days A mash up Into one and the same Something brand new Reinventing Recollections Of / For / To - You True blue or Red hot stuff We lie to believe in Ourselves Something better / New Flower Love Child You had better Best believe Poetry is You.
2. It's not what you're looking at, But what is seen. What you see / what you feel In the zeal of heart's appeal A beautiful up-lifting To artistic heights
Poetry is Mortality made miraculous Charisma and magic Choreography of verb / Oh's Of nouns All the world - a profundity Of Our lives Whether lost or found
The Love letters / in red envelopes Your heart Crowd surfing Amongst the herd; Blossom bouquets of passions Poetry is
The quietude and secrets Kept In the shade In a home, a warmth made Or an ode to a glade, For the night Of the empty souls' Respite
Poetry is... Your bleeding heart Shining bright Your Grace An invisible light Only to be seen By knowing One's true Feelings
Poetry is A Painting Of Love's loud moments... It's not what you gawk at, But what is gleaned.