Thursday, 6 February 2014

This is a short poem revealing the sweetness of the poetry

The words that flowed like an ocean,
The thoughts that streamed like wind,
Joined hands for a beautiful poetry.
In the bounty valley of words,
The thoughts came lining as birds,
Both created a lovely poetry.
Poetry is a remarkable painting,
Which supercedes the sands of time,

And is the crown of literature forever.

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