Poetry and me

Written by: Seema Ali

Poetry is a vision It comes and goes With or without any reason! Poetry is like a blemish It stays on Turns pink and purple And then vanishes Like gibberish! It is more of a summer treat It grows on with every beat Poems swell and tear During daily wear! Poetry is an escape Into imaginary gates Opening up each day Happier in every way! Poems become me If you can so see!