What is Poetry?
Poetry is a pencil, dancing on the page.
It’s the color of a canvas, waiting for the brush.
It smells like a meadow, with endless possibilities.
It sounds like a knock, waiting to be answered.
It feels like a ship, waiting to dock.
Poetry is like a question, waiting to be discovered.


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