What Poetry Has Taught Me

Poetry is my teacher

She knows me inside out

 

Poetry bore my soul

She tore my heart right out

 

Poetry scoffs bitterly

For I am such a fool

 

She shakes her haughty head

For constantly I fall

 

My life is full of dark twists

My future ever so bleak

 

My heart bleeds emotions

Drowning me below grief

 

My stupidity dooms me

When will I get a clue

 

Finally I give in

My common sense flies in

 

I let Poetry sooth me

She directs my heart stream

 

My mind empties its steam

As She calms my dark storm

 

It is Poetry who teaches

She teaches me about myself

This poem is about: 
Me
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Comments

Emmanuel55

I like the personification of poetry as a teacher who knows the inner you. Well done!

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