Poetry, is not just
The rhyming of some words
It's an expression of a feeling
Which a heart shepherds
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Happiness, is like a flower blooming
Its petals hid, its beauty looming
Then it unfolds, in all its splendor
To makes us feel, so warm and tender
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A message of love, peace and joy
Was gifted to us, by the birth of a boy
Bequeathed as well, for all to enjoy
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To be or not to be
The question was asked
To think or not to think
And understand the past
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I look up at the stars and marvel at their setting
The darkness of the sky, which is used, as their netting
The vastness of our solar system, as we orbit round the sun
The immenseness of our planets and how each one is spun
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Knowledge, freedom, acceptance
Insensitivity, subjugation, resistance
The extremes of our existence
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If your secrets, you must tell
It will not, bode you well
If what you confess
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Every year is a bounty
Each day a blessing
Every moment a godsend
Each breathe impressing
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I stared out the window
My brain, completely disengaged
No thoughts, no emotions
But a war was being waged
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We look with our eyes, but cannot comprehend
Where, our tapestry starts and where it will end
Like actors on stage, our tapestries as background
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You begged for my heart
So I gave it to share
But you snatched it away
And left me bare
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Poetry
Poetry, is not just
The rhyming of some words
It's an expression of a feeling
Which a heart shepherds
A rhapsody of heart and thought
Immersed in joyful bliss
Or dashed upon those rocks
Of agony's abyss
Pictures made of words
Painted by a quill
Words that dance and twirl
At the penman's will
The fusion of a thought
With the gift of soul
Emotions that are freed
Without any control
The sorrow of a heart ache
Set in rhythmic prose
The rhythm of true love
Which, two hearts compose
Visions sketched in words
For everyone to see
Desires and their dreams
In hopes that they will be
The harmony of lyrics
A mind and heart have spawned
Set in melodies of verse
To which, we all respond
BOEMS by JA 413