Poetry is the song of the soul,
A river of emotions
That flows from the heartPoetry is a scream not cried,
A love unknown,
Or a laugh unheardPoetry is the beauty of love,
The ugliness of war,
Or the wonders of death
Poetry Is. . .
Poetry is the song of the soul,
A river of emotions
That flows from the heartPoetry is a scream not cried,
A love unknown,
Or a laugh unheardPoetry is the beauty of love,
The ugliness of war,
Or the wonders of death