Poetry, My Soul
Poetry has taught me the depths
of what it means to be a centaur--
because poems need the mind and heart
in order to weave words for lines.
Poetry, these sheets cannot live without
the use of music and a voice
strong enough to not shatter,
or disrupt the peace within the lines.
Poetry's my master.
Because of lack of experience,
I've leaarned not to break
Poetry taught me the manipulation--
how words can mindfuck you whole.
It stings your brain to critically think
the message meant to convey.
You see this blank box?
Poetry fills in the void, as it completes my heart.
Continuous penetration of my mind's barriers--
Poetry has taught me to let the air
flow through the cracks of my writer's block.
It has allowed me the ability
to write and retrace steps
as any and all writers should!
Poetry, my Saggitarius,
has taught me to aim
words, like an arrow,
up into the blackness
as it explodes like fireworks.
Poetry has my head spinning over works.
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