You fill my soul with sorrow
You tell me of the morrow.
You fill my soul with smiles
As we transcend the miles
Poetry, my love from space
You show me always a new face.
Poetry, my sacred friend
You taught me to transcend
You fill my soul with love
From the universe above
You tell me of the past
A history so vast
Poetry, romantic mate
I share with you my fate
Poetry, my souls companion
As we stand beside the banyan
You fill my soul with contentment
Nary a ray of resentment
You tell me of a soul's death
In that you take my breath
Poetry, with so much sadness
I am filled with your madness
Poetry, my beautiful lover
My soul you did rediscover
You fill my soul with kindness
And take away my blindness
You tell me of disaster
But never are you my master
Poetry, you are my soul
You fill me and give control
Poetry, my partner in dance
You keep me in a loving trance
poetry is an amazing thing... it gives a voice to what may otherwise remain silent...also the way souls can speak and relate... you captured the many beautiful things about poetry - and you wrote it so wonderfully!
Poetry can make everything seem a lot better. Really like this one. A great write. Fantastic poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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for me Poetry is like a sea and I'm like a child standing at its shore, , nor I can swim but can drown into its deep to collect some pearls, But if I drown, ne'er I can return to that shore again to be a child.. An excellent poem, , , top marks! ! !