Passion of Poetry
An art ascending along time,
with words which aren't able to sublime;
An outbreak of your emotional state,
with lines small and meanings great;
An endeavor of peace,under a tree,
Is what I call poetry.
Ecstatic, depressed or calm,
ink your thoughts with your palm;
Mere words can be utilized,
to enrich your mental merchandise;
Emotions are yours cared faintly,
prioritize them with poetry.
Expression of your every visit,
GOD, how exquisite;
Evoke your nostalgic memories,
captivated on your personal diaries;
manifesting your inward pleasantly,
is so called POETRY.
Copyright © Vineeth Shetty | Year Posted 2023
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