As the words flew
as the rhymes grew
a small sprout lied in hue
to the unknown world
where poets took her hand
started with lost childhood
where many emotions grew
many of reflection
few of sad
some genre of love
and rare of science and horror to count in few
A soul stood
wavered by challenges
upon cheers and hugs of dear teddy and dear Vamsi
upon positivity of dear Andy
on guidance and encouragement of Dear Mek
Guided as sunlight and led by dear dusk
supported and cared by dear Rozina
love shown by nature by dear rose that bloomed
inspired by dear Fay
Inspired by deep insights of dear Neville
Humoured and smiled on words of dear Paul
Applauded and cared by dear Robert
always awestruck by tales of poetry written by dear Neil, reciting a story
new friends made and glowed dear Auburn, dear Lorna and many more
sung to God with dear Orchi along
a new poet around, listening and resonating emotions, dear Rocky rhyming about
joined on group poetries with intriguing titles by dear fallenangel
and thanks to all who make me today
if a poet can write
it’s not only the pen
he holds
but also upon the support
If a person can speak
its not only speech
but friends whom one can lean upon
and care
care to hear the woes
and cheer the fallen self
it’s the hundredth
and many more shall come
cause luckily the sky is studded with jewels
where one can read so many beautiful creativities
thanks to mps
and to the beautiful community…..
PS: if I missed anyone
I am really sorry
and I am grateful in tons for hearing me
teaching me
advising me
supporting me
cheering me
and helping me