Poetical Language

Life breathes

And reaches

To another dream land

That has many friends

 

Readers and critics

Always entice

With beautiful comments

And present their view points

 

I have never been targeted

Except being cited

As “an idiot and ignorant about poetical language”

I have still sailed through with my bags and baggage

 

I am no magician

Or successful musician

Who mesmerizes crowd with impressive show?

But always wish to grow

 

Life is beyond expectation

You need recitation

Of your heart’s theme

Ideas wrapped with realism

 

So poetry forms path

And that remains till death

You have full faith

In emergence of poetical plinth.