Wednesday, February 27, 2008

gift of life

Poetry is the deep emotions,
Of my heart.
The depth of feelings,
In the form of rhyme.
The feelings of your heart,
You cannot tell anybody.
The felt things you can only
Write on the paper,
Which is your best friend?
In this whole wide world
Which always consoles you,.
And appreciates you as a human being.
Poetry gives solace
To a wounded heart
With the loving imagination.
And sweet lullaby.
Life is a struggle.
Hard to survive.
The world is so cruel
It’s hard to stand by.
Poetry is the solace,
Gives feeling of pride.
Poetry uplifts the spirits,
Which soars like an angel?
With the wings of imagination
And begin to fly in the sky.

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