Have you ever read the most beautiful famous lines
in the world of poetry,
what a poet's or poetess bleeds.
When you open a book of poetry,
You can almost feel what they feel
your heart is so touched
by those famous lines
that truly come to life.
Oh, how those painful times
where sorrow and misery finds love
painful times of one's life
makes beauty in ones writing of truth.
Hardship is the art of one's soul
the beauty of letting the world know
when pain brought on so much rain
yet, had to learn to dance all over again.
Life is like a poetic seed
what unveils the true soul
of what life has sown
the good and the bad
Yet, we still learn to forgive.
When you open a book of poetry
the prose and the cones
where life still moved on,
Yes, life can make your soul grow weary
yet, make you strong through meager storms.
Yet, life can show you love
and happiness.
Love and life is a gift to us all
were suffering and death comes along
like that old famous love song
the heart must keep beating on.
where delusions and confusions
takes its own stand.
Where the poet's and poetess's heart
creates art to the readers' minds.
Were pain truly dwells
and love and sorrows lived
in a place called the reality of truth.
We live, and die,
yet, we cry, and love
we grow to be strong or weak
we eat and sleep
soon comes dreams.
Poet's and poetess write those sad
and painful lines
were fantasy comes to life,
Were dreams can
empowers the mind.
So, what is poetry without pain and love
life would be nothing,
poetry is about life and death
we live it and we breathe it
so why can we not read about it?
each and every day
we see the gray
we see the light of life
we write truth and fantasy
to give rest and peace.
Because this is the way
true reality is,
artists of poetry are what one bleeds
it is the life long stage
we see every day
For the whole world to read
What it is the poets and poetess bleeds
because we are human
just like anyone else
Life isn't an easy place to live
yet, we do our best to live in it
and that is what you call reality
in what a true poet's and poetess write
whatever comes to their human minds.
- Judy Emery © 1981The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
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PoetryMemories are things that come to me in happiness or sadness of sorrows, so I made poetry. Old memories you will always be a very big part of me.
