? Is This Poetry..... - Poem by Noorie Ali
Is this poetry?
Or is it a piece of mind
Is this a question or is it a sorrowful crime?
Is there no answer to its name?
Or Is this a speech of mime?
Is it truly,
Or is this writing, going to fade?
What is poetry?
A complimentary Literacy, of neglected taste?
The alphabet, Smeared but neat in there own place?
Across the page words that are, clear enough to rate?
Do these words relate to destiny or either fate?
Are these facts or just out of date?
Is this poetically worded?
Or is it jus a phase?
The letters put on paper.
Without, any trait or trace?
Has this in your heads, already been erased?
Or Put in there secure place?
What is a form of illustration?
So called “Poetic” declaration.
Of commemoration, you say.
I wonder, about the way you redecorate the words so adoringly.
Do you pledge your poetry?
What is poetic?
And what may be named “Poetry”.
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