The Art Of Poetry Is My Life Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

The art of Poetry

Out of the canvas of consciousness
Words are poured onto the fabric of being
Filled with ecstasy and sometimes tears
This words speak volumes
To those who are battered by the winds of time
Or those who are at the seat of success
The art of poetry is consumed by Poets
Mystics, dreamers and seekers
The art of Poetry is a flow of nothingness
A beautiful garden of consciousness
The art of poetry is like a filament
Not filled with sap or water
But by tiny pearls
Molecules of sorrow, peace, joy and love
Filtered and poured on the substance of being
The art of poetry is not a political or religious statement
The art of poetry is a melting pot of human emotions, thoughts and spirit
It's a cup full of Silence or sometimes emptiness
Not to be confused with an empty cup
But a vessel for life to flow through
For peace to hold onto
And love to abound
The art of Poetry is a window into the soul
A path for consciousness to follow and occupy
Life to be nourished

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