"Poetry is the voice of the soul," said Emma, a young poet, as she sat in a cozy bookstore surrounded by shelves of literature. "It's a way to express emotions, thoughts, and experiences that resonate deeply within us."
Her friend, Jack, nodded in agreement. "I know what you mean. When I read a poem that speaks to me, it's like the poet is speaking directly to my heart. It's a feeling that's hard to describe, but it's incredibly powerful."
Emma smiled. "Exactly! Poetry has a way of capturing the essence of the human condition. It can evoke emotions, spark memories, and challenge our perspectives. It's a universal language that can be understood by people from all walks of life."
As they sipped their coffee and browsed through the shelves, Emma picked up a book of poems by Maya Angelou. "This is one of my favorite poets," she said. "Her words are like a balm to the soul. They heal, they inspire, and they challenge us to be better versions of ourselves."
Jack nodded, taking the book from Emma. "I can see why you love her poetry. It's raw, it's honest, and it's powerful. Poetry has a way of doing that, doesn't it? It can take us to the depths of human emotion and back again, leaving us changed forever."
Emma smiled, her eyes shining with passion. "That's the power of poetry, Jack. It's a gift that keeps on giving, a reminder of the beauty, the complexity, and the resilience of the human spirit."
it is a short poem collection written by me. Hope y'all like it