In first, word was. Ocean, earth, sky were mankind's discover.
But in man's mind world lived another way
This was idea. Creation's and thought's wonders aren't yet over,
Though everything is not a wonder everyday.
On pentagram poet has every note, a sweet melody,
Poet can get angry and rebel thinking it's natural:
He'll be heard and, to the power, he'll hand somebody.
Poetry world is rich in meadows, trees, hearts: it's final.
Every feeling returns towards an old love,
However poet needs a new sweetheart and God above.
this is beautiful, and i have to agree with Howard, I love the way you ended this poem. Thanks topmarks! Hugs Coreena
Nice beginning and perfect end. Enjoyed reading the whole poem.
Very descriptive and enjoyable! also with insight into self, if self is a poet and I think you certainly are!
Truth in every line and very captivating! Wonderful and inspiring read, thanks for sharing, poet. Best wishes. A.
Hey! my friend this is a very good classic style of penning, crafted in eloquence and soft tone and mood...Lovely read...Thanks...10
Paolo, This is a fine poem. Your work shows your schooling and intelect. Thanks for writing on this site so we can enjoy. Jim
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a Quality write, Paolo, Leaving the reader with an uplifted feeling,