Calligraphy Poem by AISWARYA THARA BHAI ANISH

This poem grew out of an obsession with handwriting as personality—the way letters can look alive, confident, even sculpted, before they ever form meaning. Each letter is treated as an object, a small still life, borrowing textures from food, architecture, birds, metal, and infrastructure. The intention was to slow the reader down, to make them see language before they read it. The sequence deliberately spells "argument." The letters are rich, tactile, and carefully formed—suggesting intelligence, training, and aesthetic control. But the final image turns away from craft toward consequence. Despite the beauty of form, the words themselves are fragile: a paper bird that floats but cannot endure. This contrast reflects a familiar human tension—when eloquence, structure, or performance outpaces emotional weight or truth. Ultimately, the poem asks whether precision in language guarantees strength in meaning, or whether sometimes the most carefully shaped arguments still fail to land, dissolving quietly in the air.