I know where Poetry live........بقلم الأستاذ الشاعر Kennefh Maswabi

 I know where Poetry live

It is not the mountainous region of the world

Or the lush wilderness of Africa

It is not beneath the icebergs of Alaska

Or inside the monstrous volcanic rumble of the Far East

Poetry does not live in abandoned crevices

Or bloated ideologies of the mind

It is not found in the desert wandering around

Poetry is not a bird that hops from one branch to another

Or a mosquito that hungers for human blood 

Poetry is definitely not a far off place where exotic things happen

Poetry lives in the moment of beauty

Within the eyes of the lover

It is the intensity inside the Seeker's heart

Poetry lives in the sadness of war

Or the loneliness of a young girl 

Poetry occupies both hostile and beautiful terrains

Joy and sorrow are part of the realm of Poetry

Poetry lives in the stillness of the night

Across the vastness of eternity

Poetry lives in our hearts

Inside our closed eyes

Poetry lives inside the fibre of our being

Poetry is a dream that cannot stay hidden

A path that is illuminated

Poetry is you and me inside the cubicle of existence

Poetry is a river of emotions bursting through the wall of our collective consciousness 

It is the innermost feeling

The utmost experience

@Kenneth Maswabi

27-04-2022

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