I know not how this happened
But what happened, mesmerised
As I played with word
And the hea'en showed.
Communication in verse
Was never so simple like a purse.
But as I wove words of choice
Notion was crystal clear in voice.
Poetic journey thus born
As emotions are words worn.
Clothing every feel of my heart
Hue the pages of life like a wart,
That's tiny, yet drew attention
Calling for immediate consideration.
So is the yelling voice in poetic style
Stamping the need to be visualise.
Poem is not just a hand length of verse
But a colloid, born in brain, in need of nurse.
Monday, March 15, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: words,poetry,life,hope,poem,expression
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Poetry is an art to express your thoughts, feelings and emotions in an artistic fashion that rewards us all. Photo courtesy clipart library.