Poetry Is A Manuscript Of Love And Sorrow Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

Poetry is not a shiny knobkerrie
To hit others with
Or to support your cumbersome ego
Poetry is a tool for the wise
To illuminate the womb of existence
And unveil the stars that form the fabric of life
Or sometimes open the gate of sorrow
And release the pain and the sadness that steals our light
Poetry is a manuscript of love and sorrow
An intersection of humanity, nature and consciousness
A meeting of the mind, body and soul
A gathering of lovers, seekers, dreamers, and others
Poetry is a community of Souls
Tied together by their love for one another
And their obsession with curating words
Creating a magnificent museum of poems
Poetry is a platform to reflect and to advise
To reveal and unveil the mysteries of existence
To bring together humanity
And tie a knot of togetherness