I never thought I could write a single line of poetry in life.
But when I met you, I could not see anything, just your eyes.
Knowing, unknowingly, my inner myself formed a poet.
Whatever I felt, all became poetry.
Such a new feeling, a new world, where I was the queen, and my words were my best friends for conveying my messages to him.
Since then, my words didn't stop.
Every day comes to me with new dreams,
I feel words are being arranged to form poetry.
As the words are ready to play, sing, and love to each other in this ambiance.
Poetry is just a medium.
No matter where we live, no matter how far we are,
But words can reach out to our feelings as poetry and remain forever, whether we live or die.
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Author:
Maya (Pseudonym) (
Offline)
- Published: March 25th, 2023 23:31
- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes one cannot express love orally. Feelings can convey to each other with words like poetry.
- Category: Love
- Views: 9
Comments1
Because there are no names the reader is not engaged.The reader doesn't know who is talking to whom and why.
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