Cxpturedheart Stories

"What is poetry?" - they asked. "Poetry?" I wondered. It is the flow of the sea And the life of the seafolks It is the strength of the birds And the might of their wings It is the rhythm of nature And the beauty it showcases It is the air we breathe in And a shoulder to cry on It is a place to feel the unfelt And eyes to see the unseen It is the fountain of unsolved mysteries And the key to pen unwritten histories. -cxptured_heart I take poetic orders. -SAY NO TO SPILLED IDEAS.