Lekhny composition -18-Jan-2023

Satyam Tiwari

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Lekhny composition -18-Jan-2023

Poem

How poem saved I ask to her always? With heart on my lips.

Sarswati played her veena then gave birth to poetry I think.

But the emotional turbulence of the heart that flowed in the heart of Saint and lovers I seek.

The poem made by the words that pleased others and divine are blessed by God or blessed us.

How poetry saved me I ask to her always? With eyes on her beautiful images crafted by her.

The wordplay that is done on the stage of poetry, where words, emotions, plays human.

It performs the orchestra on the paper where paper records and hold its charm for long.

If it's spoken with a right dialects , the word change its shape and come across a marvelous for ears.

Oh the joy of poetry.

How poetry saved me I ask to her always? With my soul embracing every bit of her in arms.

While my tears flow down , dropped on the floor with no sound.

You let it out and only poetry hold and wiped by absorbing my pain in her bosom.

When time become tough and still, by your clever play and mesmerised by your witty charm.

So the time could change without my notice and open wound could heal easily.

When all is lost , you spread your shining wings and give me a ride , showing me a new horizon.

8 Comments

06-Oct-2023 03:20 PM

Nice

31-Jan-2023 05:37 AM

Nice 👍🏼

19-Jan-2023 09:10 AM

Nice