Why must poetry
Be beautiful?
Be sad?
Be deep?

Must it always
Have morals
For one
To reap?

We search for hidden meaning
In each line of poetry
In each word of poetry
As if it were treasure
Hidden by the pirates of literature
For us to seek out
And claim for our own.

We look to poetry
As a source of beauty
As we look towards a flower
Standing tall, petals tipped open
As if wanting to embrace the sun and the sky,
Colours gleaming in the light
For our viewing pleasure.

We seek out emotion
In poetry
As if we are emotionless ourselves
And searching for replacements.
As if we were empty shells of man and woman,
Using poetry to fill ourselves
With the feelings that we lack.

Not every poem
is an Aesop fable,
Filled with moral
For us to learn.

Do not search
for these
For they
May not be there.

The moral of this poem
Is that there is no moral.
The beauty of this poem
Is that there is no beauty.
Not every work is a work of art.
Enjoy what is written, but don't always delve too deep.

For if you go too deep
And find nothing
Then there you are alone.

So enjoy
the poetry
For what it is
Not what it can be.