Poetry is
That, sting you feel
In between the lines,
Not just
What it reads.
Poetry is
Looking at the moon,
The ocean, the trees
But seeing more
Than, the eye can see.
Poetry is an ambiance
That lives,
In your personality.
Poetry is,
You and me
When love appears
Suddenly.
Poetry is a Music,
Beautifully strong,
Melody,
Singing,
Forever free.
Poetry is
A desperate rose,
An Eternal fragrance,
Fantasy.
Poetry is
The Sounding Sea,
Blue, immense,
Inspiring,
Endlessly.
Poetry is
A feeling that lives,
Sometimes beyond,
Rationality.
Poetry envisions,
The greatest ideals,
With a Love that saves,
With a Love that heals.
Finally,
Poetry is
Personal love,
Come from some place,
We know nothing of.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem about what poetry is.