Poetry Poem by Shreya Jani

Words are empty sounds
Using them to define life
What does one expect?
But poetry is when the soul speaks
So if you must use words
Use them in poems
Like the mighty whale
Your soul will then surface
Only to hid back into your ocean
A poem will raise to the sky
To seek its melody
The soul and heart will dance
In serendipity of of the ocean
In synchronicity of the earth
And the vastness of the sky
Words maybe empty
But poetry will set you free