In the world of poetry
Words are round and rhythmic
Profound and mystic.
Here oceans of emotions rise and fall
And the poet is bound to enthrall.
Where the subtle streams of thoughts flow abundantly
The poet turns them into gross words exultantly.
He travels into the metaphysical realms of the cosmos
Through his creations he often touches the utmost.
Where he finds answers to his questions
and solutions to his problems
Writing is meditation for him
Which makes him experience the awesome.
Happy day spirituals!!!
Medhavi 🙂
Image from my daughter’s camera
