Ars Poetica- "Art of poetry."

I believe in me, I believe in you.

I believe easily.

Far from manipulated existence,

I write poetry.

Words are precious.

I believe in them too.

This is how I talk to myself, 

this is how I talk to you. 

This is how I learn 

a little more about myself,

a little more..

about you.

.

Emotions are sculpted into words,

exploring the mystical, 

magical realms, 

while soul searching,

or by just observing,

I catch them floating..

In my heart they form 

metaphorical patterns.

Rhymed, unrhymed,

they reach me.

Like relations,

sometimes it takes time 

for hearts to connect,

sometimes they connect easily.

and you ask me about art of poetry.

..

 I talk to myself. 

A lot. 

I write what I feel. 

Feel for me, for you, 

for everything and everyone.

Feelings keep fleeting by.

I care for them. Too much. 

...Feelings, sing to me,

in raw expressions, rhythmically.

I feel, therefore I am..

I feel, I am alive.

I observe, I write, I learn,

poetry.

.

There isn't a single thought that go wasted.

It's moulded and sculpted,

from the zone of nothingness to something.

If you choose to see. 

 I sometimes sit around 

a flowing river, 

just watching it. 

When my heart is full,

I gather pebbles, and come back.

 At times, 

I simply choose to go with the flow.

 .

I am human. I make mistakes.

I am not afraid of criticism.

I'm growing. Grateful.

Lots of i'sm here, 

but here I am not just me, 

I reflect you too.

We become poetry.

You know, 

poets hearts overflow with love.

 I feel you, I see you, 

I hear you, I live.

 For us, for you.

-payalagarwal

TSL #NaPoWriMo2021 #Day21

There are 55 words in every stanza.