Why Do I Write Poetry?

In my inner world Life is a sea of poetry Colorful and full of rainbows Life flows like a river of pearls Into the ocean of peace Life is a medium of truth A train carrying all the unknown secrets A ship sailing through unchartered waters In search of the hidden temple of Love Life breaks new barriers Unfolding the veil of time Life spreads its wings Flying into the future Life is a butterfly Fragile in its mold Tough in spirit Life is creation's vehicle In a journey of consciousness Life is a melting point of dreams A web of ideas Spiraling in all directions Life is a calm sea In a universe full of turbulence Life is a jewel A spark of love Life is beautiful and mysterious Life is a warzone A violent explosion Life is a ton of TNT An active volcano An earthquake A tsunami Life is buried in ruble In sorrow In tears Life is a new day Full of raindrops Life is a breeze of air Through my thirst lungs Life is soothing Life is blue Life is the sky Life is the moonlight Life awakens every morning Full of dreams And desires Fantastic fantasies Life follows a path Into the subconscious But then life is pathless It's the light Inside the eye That defines life Life is neither here nor there Life is a mirage Full of reality Life is mound of sand Meaningless In its composition Meaningful In its majesty Life is my home And my grave Life is my joy And my sorrow Life is my love And my lover