Poetic discovery of the self

I write poetry to open up my mind for something more creative 

It's not a about being better, it's about discovering something 

Discovering a new side of her that had remained hiding 

Finding art coming from my mind that gets created from little things 

 

In words I finds my canvas, blank yet full of light, 

Each verse a step towards the realms of uncharted height. 

Not seeking perfection, but a journey to explore, 

To unveil the mysteries my soul has in store. 

  

Through poetry's embrace, my thoughts begin to soar, 

Unlocking doors to realms unseen, to dreams she can't ignore. 

A whisper from the soul, a melody in rhyme, 

I paint with words, transcending space and time. 

  

In mundane moments, I find my muse's wings, 

Turning the ordinary into extraordinary things. 

With each line penned, I set my spirit free, 

Discovering the magic in the art of poetry.