Poetry To Me

Poetry To Me short poem

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Poetry evokes feelings,
Stimulates thoughtful expressions,
Evolving a strange emotion,
Of an image in mind.

It transforms everything,
With a new perspective,
A reflection of a photographic sight,
In significant verses.

Poetry is a pictorial,
Imagery of words,
Intensely used in rhythm,
A unique painting with words.

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Nadeem Qazilbash
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The sheer joy of that this understanding and play of words brings to the soul is unsurpassed.

Nadeem Qazilbash
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The sheer joy of the nuanced understanding of human emotions and the simple acrobatic play of words that poetry brings to the soul is unsurpassed.

ammu sachariah
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you are correct Geetha, poetry can give a new shape to our feelings, emotions and thoughts. good one.

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