Poetry is Powerful

It starts out with Emotions-

Emotions turn into Thoughts-

And Thoughts into Words-

Words turn to Sentences of these Notions-

 

Sentences on a page

As blank and as unadulterated

As the canvas

That you use as your assuage-

 

Your Salvation-

 

And then the next thing you know

those all turn into Poetry-

Similes -and Metaphors-

and every colorful word in your portfolio-

 

Spilling out from your Brain-

And your Heart-

Down from your hand-

Flowing out from your veins-

 

Until you just don't know where to stop-

 

And it all just comes out-

like a wave of inspiration-

bursting forth from a underground spring

after an insufferable drought-

 

Filled with Power-

the Kind that cannot come

from even the Highest of Men

at any given hour-

 

Fueled by that Emotion that sparked it all;

 

And it's written down-

Not to be Forgotten-

But to be Shared-

spreading from town-to-town-

 

Across Eons and Eons-

Till it's so far gone-

That you have inspiring youths-

that strive for more than just being a peon-

 

Analyzing

 

Scribbled down Words

in some God-Forsaken classroom-

Where the Meaning may have been

Lost somewhere like a password

 

Among the Decades-

and the Centuries-

And only if it manages

to Survive Unscathed-

 

But we still write:

 

And Although we know all

that will come with it-

The wicked words

and viscous mauls-

 

And the blind Eyes

Among the Minds

  of those in Society

who let Life go Awry-

 

We still Write-

 

For our own Peace-of-Mind;

To Ease our own Racing Thoughts-

and our need of Expression-

Whether or not it is heard by Mankind-

 

We write it all down-

from the passionate flames

to the sobering downpours-

Just not to have a mental breakdown-

 

Poetry is made to make a Statement-

 

Either subtle notes or words so blatant

 Expressing Emotions-

Untainted Thoughts-

The kind that cannot be abated-

 

Words that could not come

out of someone's mouth

In Sentences that melt Hearts-

Or  at least in a way so you don't sound dumb-

 

We write Poetry

 

Whether it be against Oppression-

Hatred-

Pain-

or Obsession-

 

Or out of Love-

Hope-

Celebration-

Or something from Above-

 

Poetry is Powerful: Use it

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741