The exclusivity of Poetry,
Is not always Democratic,
Comprehension and feelings, I mean,
Not always open to All.
It's a mental game that's wheeling,
Many times following the walls or the ceiling,
As Tortuous as Life, Itself,
Poetry juggles words and myths,
It is a floral quiz,
From the mind,
From the heart,
And yet, Poetry Is,
And will always Be
Part of our innermost,
Humanity.
An amazing and beautiful poem, as always offered! 10/10. 'Comprehension and feelings, I mean, Not always open to All' Very well conceived indeed! .
Poetry Is, And will always Be Part of our innermost, Humanity Seconded with humility and reverence.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
poetry is as mystry as the creation