In the Poet's Hand

poetry about poetry...

Poetry is mental masturbation

With a touch of a sadist’s hand

To take such words of beauty

And twist them till they’re sad.

Each stroke to the pale paper

Presses a bit to deep

Till you’ve found something inside

Pain and pleasure hidden beneath.

Poets fall victim to their own rhymes,

Covered with things they try to hide

Beneath pretty prose and metaphor,

But exposing themselves as selfish w****s.

To be with everyone their words can find

To try to find their ways deep inside

The hearts, the bodies, and unstable minds,

Emotionally inebriating with blurred lines.

Begging readers to push between them

As though it’s a place no one has ever been,

But at best they’re copying those before

Who’d found a way to charge even more

For services that serviced themselves.

Speaking of desires that they couldn’t tell

Because they feared to be judged by those who were close.

Thus, we’ve found it best that this you never should know.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"Poetry is mental masturbation
With a touch of a sadist’s hand
To take such words of beauty
And twist them till they’re sad."
Above lines can be true. Writers can twist the truth. Too bad most things end with a poor ending. I like the honest tone in the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Oyindamola Shoola]

sometimes when I write, I pity the words I use to cover some secrets...I think that if they were human, they would fight, struggle be pained, want to come out or be free but they can't be because I already have power over them....great metaphor in the first line and good choice of words...well penned

[Hope]

"Poets fall victim to their own rhymes,

Covered with things they try to hide.." the second line was an excellent paradox ! Good job done here..you covered almost everything up ! Well written....Good day ! :)