Poem Is You Poem by avani chomal

I crafted a line,
Fiction or fantasy,
know not what it hold,
But rather a feeling of ecstasy.

A scenery of allure,
A tone of melody,
A wine served best,
With the tin-ct of generosity.

Love for the words,
A para for few,
Into the world that is unsigned,
Coming in order to renew.

Playing with the mind,
Of what it is a collection of,
A paradise of dream,
Established in the clouds above all.

Simple yet beautiful,
That's the beauty of the poem,
Mere words convey you the feel,
A rhyme of emotions submerged into one.

It's been short and long over the time,
It's for everyone whether born or above time,
Anyone can depict what he feels,
Each one can portray in what he believe.

It sounds different in diversified languages,
Not being one that is linguistic,
For everything that is in you comes out,
This the true writing and its power.

Rose may be red,
And sky may be blue,
While poetry is the one,
That best introduces you.