Poetry is a skill
Born to prevail
Be it dawn or dusk
Poet always have
A word to describe
A mind full of wonder
And a world called jingle
Be it in fight
Or in a call if peace
Poet never gets worked out
Always an event to pictorize
A story to recite
And a humor abound.
A poet lives for ages
With blood and breath now
And bundle of pride for ages.
A poet may breath his last
But poetry lives for ages in heart.
'A poet may breath his last But poetry lives for ages in heart'.....true...all good poetry worldwide written centuries ago in different languages by many many poets...we enjoy reading them even today...poetry is immortal....lovely poem..5 stars
A mind of wonder! ! Poetry is the way of life. 🤗 Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely glorious piece...