Poetry
Poetry is the art of words
The silent song that is unheard
The melody that fill your head
The last words of the dead
In every stanza contains a beat
The line that makes you move your feet
The simple the long
The rhythm that moves you along
It takes you to a different place
Each one contains an unalike
Whether sorrowful or glee
It plays a unique key
A distant breeze
That can never please
It is words to express
to take away the stress
Whether it is a distant thought
Or something that can never be bought
