Words of a great man
Ring true in my ears
Words of love, hope, and justice
Turned into verbal gold over the years
Verses on a stage
Music to the heart
Fantasies for the mind
Pure poetry is art
An art only a few can paint
But all can feel
Feel its wonder and power
Witnessing it is real
Poetry; art; music
Different names for wonder in reality
Wonder not easily found
One they say exist in fantasy
Ears fill with music
Tear filled eyes come from art
But poetry is emotion
Within is where it starts
Words wouldn’t hold as much meaning
Then there’s no feeling
The highlights of life
The brightest star in the sky
The joy of existence
All of which I wish to experience before I die
How about you?
Poetry has always been a big part of my life. Poetry is one thing I practice every day. But for some, poetry can be confusing or just plain weird because people try to be too artistic or original that they spoil everything about it. Poetry is supposed to be understandable and enjoyed and if a poem isn’t like that, then in my opinion, that isn’t poetry.
Most of the poems I right usually have rhymes in them so whoever is reading is satisfied by how it sounds. I also try to limit the stanzas or verses to four lines so it is simple and so people aren’t overwhelmed by too many lines in one verse. But another reason why I do these is because I believe that a poems true meaning comes from its rhyme and simplicity. Plus it challenges me to find words that rhyme and to fit all my words in smaller set up.
But how can I not write about poems and not mention the best and greatest poet ever in history, William Shakespeare! His pieces on love and struggle are inspirational and mind-blowing to me. I strive to one day be a modern day Shakespeare because I want to inspire people to, just like him. I want to tell stories and have people fall in love with them, I want to put my heart out on the page in ink and be acknowledged and praised for it, and I want my words to be remembered throughout history just like him.
One experience that was truly gratifying to me was being awarded for a poem I wrote for the ANZAC competition. Having my work being seen and liked really made me smile. Being awarded for something you love doing and that comes natural to you is one of the greatest feelings you could have.
I hope everyone learns to be poetic in their own way. Be poetic in your actions every day and all of living. As a great poetic line said, “…the purpose of man is to live, not exist.” So live.
I guess I would call myself a poet, not because I write poems, but because I use my words to inspire. So are you inspired? If not, maybe you should read my poem again.