julio tulipan


To Poetry


Her value -
Already exists in your internal body
Her meaning -
Is to gradually release for you
Writing poems -
No needs to use mellow words
For perfect modification
Writing poems -
Simply needs to reveal society
About its truth, beauty and goodness
Writing poems -
Is a Self-Flame
That lights up for the people
And illuminates for the people-
What you see and you hear in the pitch-dark world

Submitted: Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Edited: Thursday, December 20, 2012

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  • Valsa George (1/4/2014 1:49:00 AM)

    Yes, writing of poetry is self flame that lights up our surroundings! It is a sacred mission and poems reflect the culture and thoughts of people! So nice to get acquainted with a poet from China!

    Thanks for your sweet comment! (Report) Reply

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