Seeking poetic prowess
Like a panther stalking his prey
Setting a trap for the would be victim
All in the name of my own fame
Yet, I begin to ponder
How great it feels to go beyond yonder
To not hunt but explore
Going above, never asunder
These eyes begin to glow
All on the unlimited wealth of creativities arrival
Staying but going all at once
Two as one and even more
Upon my own poetic survival
Poetry has been so great to me
So honoured to of written and quintile to read
An artistic view of us poets history
Nothing like all hearts, souls and minds expressed
Going beyond where we have never been before
Upon this very art I hold very dearly
To those I know that feel the same
Poetry makes us all full of sincerity
The true reward is expression
To be real and come strong
Now that is the true nature of fame
But who cares if one is famous or not
Poetry has never been all about that
The lesser known could be the best known
To those few who support
the poet in themselves to themselves the best
So this poem started about me
But it became all about us
The unsung in this fast food society
Wanting things quickly
So they never have to think long and hard ever again
But then know
We have each other
We will never stop growing
Our love for this art is sacred
Welcome to our many universes
So many profound differences unified
Serving a purpose for great expression
Upon voices louder
Than the present time we go beyond to explore
Our universes are endless
Never let those who are incomplete
Ever tear you down
Do what you feel is right
Express your muse at will
Power to us poets
Unsung at times
But that is not why we do this
So much freedom within our creativity
As one our universes run so fluent
We are lovers
We are philosophers
We are realist
We are imaginative souls
We are poets
Living, Dead
Our souls unified
All as one
Seeking poetic unification
All in the name of peace and love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem