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Not as kids you'd like to insult or punish for not knowing Behind every poem lies a story and a great take on the challenges Life offers the Poet. Through his poems he shall speak of truth and hope. In every magnum opus is a deep never-ending well of doubts, curiosity, fear and mission to be heard and seen. If you must write a poem, you must always take it easy, feel the atmosphere before you go ahead. If you are reading one now, I hope you could find answers beneath your questions, answered wishes and a person to talk to.

“Then what’s the point.” That made me pause. Because that question wasn’t even sarcastic. It was genuinely him trying to understand. So I sat up a little, book forgotten for the moment. “Poetry makes things deeper than plain boring words,” I said slowly, choosing it carefully. “It’s like asking why an art painting tells a story instead of just writing the story underneath it. It’s not just about information. It’s about feeling it.” He stared at me for a second. Then leaned forward slightly. “You don’t have to go all diplomatic,” he said. “Just say what you want to say.” I narrowed my eyes at him. “I did.”

Napoli "Poetry is derogatory. Poetry has no failure, only personal wins. There was no F in poetry because not coming in a poetry. But getting an A in poetry was a masterclass achievement that appeared on your final score sheet when you are done with a degree, that's the only course that actually makes it out into the paper. So be creative, don't do poetry." God bless her soul But right now, I was seriously trying to make sure that My mother read the message instead of being petty and dramatic. We didn't have the whole day to entertain each other that much.

If you’ve ever had to read a poem in English class and were asked to explain what the writer meant, you’ll get the idea. Personally, I’ve always hated poetry. If you have a point to make, then make it. Hiding it inside a bunch of rhymes is counter-productive. Anyone who thinks there’s great art in being as hard to understand as possible is missing the point. The true purpose of poetry has always been to get in some girl’s knickers. There might not have always been boybands, but there have always been groupies. Poetry, in short, stinks, and poets are full of shit. The room under the castle was the ideal place for the prophecy, in this regard at least. I made my way out with Cheng, who had sto

Her work at the local bookstore, once a mundane routine, now felt infused with a sense of meaning. She found herself drawn to the poetry section, her fingers tracing the spines of books she had never explored before. She discovered the delicate beauty of Emily Dickinson's words, the raw emotion of Sylvia Plath's verse, and the lyrical prose of Langston Hughes. Each poem, a window into a different soul, resonated with her own experiences, her own struggles and triumphs.