Poetry....Why?
Why do I write poems?
What is the purpose of my words?
Is it to impress or to express?
Is it to explore or to connect?
Is it to understand or to be understood?
In this realm of words, my soul finds flight,
As a poet, I seek to shed inner light.
Through verses woven with tender care,
I strive to capture moments rare.
I write poems to express myself,
To say what I feel and what I think,
To paint pictures with my words,
To share my experiences and my views,
This expression is my guiding star,
To release the emotions, near and far.
In the tapestry of language, I find solace,
Translating these thoughts into poetic grace.
I write poems to explore myself,
To dig deeper into my soul,
To discover new aspects...
What is the purpose of my words?
Is it to impress or to express?
Is it to explore or to connect?
Is it to understand or to be understood?
In this realm of words, my soul finds flight,
As a poet, I seek to shed inner light.
Through verses woven with tender care,
I strive to capture moments rare.
I write poems to express myself,
To say what I feel and what I think,
To paint pictures with my words,
To share my experiences and my views,
This expression is my guiding star,
To release the emotions, near and far.
In the tapestry of language, I find solace,
Translating these thoughts into poetic grace.
I write poems to explore myself,
To dig deeper into my soul,
To discover new aspects...