If I had a Magic Pen,
Oh the wonders I would do,
I would write in every Heart,
'Love thyself and others too'
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Like children,
Poets believe in magic,
In making it happen,
Even if it doesn't exist,
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Poets are magicians
In case you didn't
Know,
They paint and feel
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It's ecstatic and dramatic,
Some very few chosen, have it,
An irresistible attraction,
Like the Earth has for the Moon,
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One of the secrets
Of Poetry is,
Opening views of
Things that just
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Like an arrow,
Swift and narrow,
Poems singe the Wind,
Their message is immediate,
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I am convinced,
That some magic light,
Touches Great Poets,
As the hand writes,
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Certain films,
Just carry me away,
They make me float,
In worlds, remote
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Magic music in my heart,
Song melodious from the start,
Filling all my universe,
With sounds, meanings so diverse,
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I love how a Poet,
Is able to paint fantasies,
With his pen,
Send visions of supernatural feelings,
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For a poem to reach out,
It has to have that touch of magic,
For it to communicate,
It can be happy also tragic,
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That magic touch
Is rare,
It's not only talent
But flare
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It doesn't take volumes,
To say what you feel
A simple,
"I love you"
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Enigmatic Inspiration,
Where do you come from?
With what magic wings,
Do you fly into our hearts,
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No Poem is
Like any other
Nor should it be,
Each poem is
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Poems describe in beauty,
But sometimes, also harshly,
What people, life and love
Are all about.
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Movements that express,
Intimate caress,
Movements that beauty win,
Moving in melodious sin
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Yes,
Poetry is Magic,
Of that there is no doubt,
What else do you know,
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Love makes itself,
It's magic,
It can't be forced or bought,
Like the perfume of a Rose,
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The Magic of poetry,
Having been, wanting to be,
Things and feelings,
You cannot see,
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There is a Magic Potion,
Of Love and Poetry,
That lives nearby the Ocean,
Of Creativity.
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If I were to touch you,
With a Magic Word,
Would that still attach you,
To my Magic World?
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Something magic happens,
When you write poetically,
Doors just seem to open,
Spirit, feeling free.
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Far reaching,
To the inner depths
Of the human Soul,
Poetry seems,
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When I read what you write,
An inner explosion takes place
Planets, Stars, Galaxies,
All become displaced,
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