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The Poetic Gateway

The Poetic Gateway

Poetry can be a gateway to the soul, 
it put me into a new role, 
the true self in control.

Destiny awaited this passion inside,
the doorways yet opened to the hearts tide.
It started with the urge the one I held in, 
to bring my thoughts down to paper by pen. 

Short stories and such creation inside, 
really started to make me feel pride. 
Then came a loved one to inspire, 
to write poems that came truly dire. 

As I wrote they planted the seed, 
the soul talked to me about what I need. 
It laid out what I needed to hear, 
It laid out those words very clear. 

Each new day came new steps, 
truth and inspiration from great depths. 
I started poetry without knowing, 
that steps would be laid greatly showing. 

I followed them and they twirled, 
I followed as my soul unfurled. 
In the end it was only me, 
but the one who I was to be. 

Clairvoyance has paved a new road, 
all by letting poetry unfold. 
A hobby of creation that anyone can do, 
the flow of words that can talk to you. 

Taking the time to write down your thoughts, 
can lead to things that cannot be bought. 
Do this to see what's inside of you, 
try and find out what you could do. 

Pen to paper creates that vision, 
the one that comes with decision.
Once your thoughts are created, 
negativity will get faded. 

Creation brings pleasurable truth, 
for your soul this needs no proof. 
If I could inspire you to write, 
I would tell you don't wait start tonight! 

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