With watery blood or in colourful ink,
You paint in words what you think;
Of soaring spirits and moods that sink,
Wonderful tales you spin with poetry.

Explosive ideas, depressing thoughts you pen,
Risk ridicule, earn praise or provoke men,
Your quill changes to a mighty weapon,
When new worlds you create with poetry.

Inspire a generation or ruin your life,
Over a rocky path you walk, full of strife;
You toil, you struggle, it turns into a knife,
Sharp enough to cut veins, is poetry.

Misery, fervour,  passion, vice  is poetry;
Battle eternal of fire and ice is poetry. 

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Word count - 100

This is my submission for the November 2019 contest by WattpadPoetry, where we had to write a poem (any topic, any form) in 100 words of less. Mine is exactly 100 words, a sonnet and is an Ode...to poetry itself