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Poetry Is Magic
Poetry Is Magic
"Poetry is magic"
The sheath of the novel read...
Latching my eyes
I chanted that spell over and over again...
The breeze swiftly scuttled through the curls of my hair...
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Sitting wordless...
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I keenly outstared at the pages of my memoir
100 of pages, hassled by the blow
Moving violent, like an bruised bird twitching its wings desperately to fly....
I opened a fresh, vacant, chalky canvas
The ink met, letters began...
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"I have a unique sphere"
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"I have made an amazing man- kind"
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"I have seen the sun rising in the dark"
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"I have felt the wind conveying someone's aroma..."
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"I have perfectly scrawled someone's fate"
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I have made the time cease for a day"
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"I have made unfeasible relations"
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"I have contrived revenge in a humane way"
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"I have seen love turning authentic.."
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"I have seen simon-pure friendship still residing "
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"I have seen the huge pinnacles smoothly motile"
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"I have seen people never deceiving "
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"I have seen passion changing to reality"
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"I have seen people with no ego and bitterness"
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"I have seen the day turning pitch dark"
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"I have seen hell transfiguring to heaven"
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"I have heard the jingle of the inert lark"
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"I have annexed an eighth to the wonders of 7"
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"I have felt feelings changing to verses"
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"I have paved way through the fathomless ocean.."
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"I have seen rainfall scouring away the pain of yesterday "
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"I have seen swollen eyes still smiling through dismay "
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As rightly said by someone...
"Pen is mightier than the sword"
Each word holds a thousand stories...
Thousand nights and countless memories.....
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This life has more miles to cover
More blank pages are yet to be filled...
Who knows when shall we sink down...
And flowers would be laid like a fragile shield!
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With this...
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The twilight knocked at my doorstep again
I closed the chapter with a fullstop...
My world was certainly mystical and tragic...
Still in some quarter of my soul... I swallowed again...
That absolutely,
"POETRY IS MAGIC"
