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What Poetry Mean To Me

What does poetry mean to me Poetry is the air I breathe Poetry is the words that feed My soul To make me whole Poetry is what makes me blossom In the middle of spring Poetry is what grows my garden And makes it flourish with nature Beauty Poetry Is My magical whim's that supply all my Fantasy and fills my hopes and dreams Poetry is the strong desire that keep the Flames of love burning In the midst of the hour And lights up the sky With beautiful hues of colours Spreads from one globe to Another To swim the ocean deep Just because of love Poetry is that and more, which I Hate to carry this on and on But Poetry is the love of our life that visit Us in our dreams Poetry is Me and the worlds that wakes every Morning to bloom and blossom Even after the death has played it last Song that breaks our hearts Poetry is tears and moans Grief and pain that Hunt's the Soul Poetry is the rain crying from The sky The sun the moon with the golden Light Poetry is a child laughter at play The tears a child shreds in sadness They cry Poetry is just a book of songs you And I write down in our journal Each and every day We Mix them together again and again That is poetry Poetry is life woes Life happiness Poetry is life Here now and after Poetry is you and I

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