Poetry a way of expression
Descriptive freedom faces no concession
Odes resembling confession
Lyrics and words in a haze a possession.
Invoking a perspective and position
Every word chose a great decision.
Eloquence attired with precision
Sharing the poetic form and a vision
Illustrating context like a prism
Sometimes poems stay open in the indecision
Sometimes our words we relegate to the prison
Where no one can read the words nor listen
Writing words that have reception the only mission
Imprinting words in the many creating vivid illusion
Using concepts and words in bountiful fusion
And to some there is never elusion
The words caught on the ear like the bee on the flower
Words so scrumptious savoury and some that are sour.
Some with an attempt to flare passion and empower.
Love thyself and know thy are worthy of adoration.
Use the quill the paper and keyboard as your emancipation.
Strike the chords of the syllables in rhythm in adulation.
So, they roll off the tongue can be sung and in the written form belong.