Poetry is spotless white
Taming darkest demons of mind
Allowing all to Share sorrows and guilt,
listening to people's unheard tales.
Teaching others through it's experiences
To make them delirious
Allowing hearts to speak fearlessly
Standing by their side effortlessly.
Granting solace to wild minds
Filling lacunas' as deep as The holy Nile.
Fair in appearance and judgement
Greeting all men with a sense of gentleman.
It's aura influences greatest of minds
It's words fight violence and vice
Provides flight to broken wings
Liberates them from their prison.
Been my teacher, making my vision wide
Poetry is a blend of all colors making it spotless white.
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