PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Poetry once unknown to me,

   the world of expression I could not see;

     much less life and joy and serenity.



But then the emotional life prevailed,

   through expression and creativity, through poetry,

      and never again to be repealed.

With poetry, like fresh air to life required,

   my soul is finally healed.



Poetry, like a wonderful savior sent,

   to a life broken and often spent

      in anger, for the hand unbiased life has dealt,

         but these feelings impossible to explain.



In a prison cell all alone,

   for paths in life I must atone;

And then to feel the unfamiliar voice of inspiration;

      the joy, the hate, the love, and all alone.,

         but finally able to express.

I realize that all along I had a life,

   that poetry now defines;

      and with the pen I now caress.



Now, a grateful heart, to God I kneel,

   for saving me from calamity;

And more, now alive, my soul can feel;

   serinity.



More wonderfull even still,

   my life now speaks in poetry.