‘Tis the Poetry


'Tis the poetry
For it has seeped into my bones
And filled the cracks within my soul
'Tis the poetry
For I could not stop
Though I had the chance
'Tis the poetry
For my words form works of art
But are still misunderstood
'Tis the poetry
For it is the most beautiful piece of me
The part of me that cannot be hidden
'Tis the poetry
For my sentences are beautifully spoken
Though never good enough for you
'Tis the poetry
For I attempt to describe you
But could never be done
For you are merely a masterpiece
Full of an undiscovered alphabet
Complied of not yet recorded letters
Though I shall not reduce my efforts
For today is only another attempt
To describe you at the utmost perfection
Though I realize it simply cannot be done

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