Don't ask a poet,
"Why do you write poetry? "
As he himself does not know the answer of it,
But poetry satisfies the hunger of his life,
Indeed poetry is the food for him, love for him and everything for him till the end;
He lives for poetry,
He laughs for poetry
And he cries for poetry too.
The world of poetry always draws the poet towards its glorious bosom,
As a loving mother attracts her little child towards her delicate lap.
Truly speaking, poet and poetry are deeply entwined with a single thread, never to be separated.
" " " The world of poetry always draws the poet towards its glorious bosom, As a loving mother attracts her little child towards her delicate lap. Truly speaking, poet and poetry are deeply entwined with a single thread, never to be separated." " " " Yes it is true....you speak my heart...10++++++++++++
Indeed poetry is the food for him, love for him and everything for him till the end; He lives for poetry, He laughs for poetry And he cries for poetry too....so sweet is your thought
Don't ask a poet, " Why do you write poetry? " As he himself does not know the answer of it, But poetry satisfies the hunger of his life, ...very true
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poetry satisfies the hunger of his life, Indeed poetry is the food for him, love for him and everything for him till the end; He lives for poetry, He laughs for poetry And he cries for poetry too. beautiful, simply beautiful. all your words are soo true dear poet. if it were not like that, we would not have written. thanku. tony