Varied are ways to weigh poem’s worth
Great minds gather, ponder on the poem,
The mean and mode focus on form and frame,
Rhyme and refrain,
How, why and when,
All things verging on vain
Belonging but to brain,
Whilst smaller minds muddle on who wrote them.
Only but men of heart
Transcend the tricks of art,
The discreet close eyes, enjoy it as came.
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Limerick | 06.10.2025 | art, heart, poem
Note: As to why, a poem heads from heart. And heart cares not on reasons that head indulges in.
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