When he asked me, What poetry does???
What Poetry does?
When it lands
At your ear drum
Sometimes
It changes your
Emotional
Equilibrium
Sometimes
It gets you out
Of doldrum
Sometimes
It plays a chord
In your heart
Which was
Getting rusted
Sometimes
It blooms a thought
In you
Which was
getting dusted
Sometimes
It ignites
Flickering hope
In your entity
Sometimes
It breaks that rope
In which you
Tied your body
Sometimes
It gives you
A lost purpose
To live
Sometimes
It leaves you
To pieces
Sometimes
It brings
The old memories
Back with the wind
Sometimes
It pulls away
The negativity
Which was pinned
in you for a while
Sometimes
It forces you
To walk a mile
In someone's shoes
Sometimes
It inspires you
To fulfill your
Broken dream
Sometimes
It's an urge,
It's a silent
Scream
Sometimes
It creates magic
On now
parched paper
Sometimes
It becomes tragic
When it is lost
In time and
Becomes a vapor
Sometimes
It brings revolution
And re establishes
Faith in human
Spritual evolution
Sometimes
It's just a rebellion
Which brings you
Out of confusion
And delusion
Poetry instills
Belief in
Humanity
Rationality
Conviction
Devotion
Inner beauty
And
Human integrity
Now you know, what it does, what it can do, what it has always done and what it will keep doing?
© Priya Jain
What Poetry does?
When it lands
At your ear drum
Sometimes
It changes your
Emotional
Equilibrium
Sometimes
It gets you out
Of doldrum
Sometimes
It plays a chord
In your heart
Which was
Getting rusted
Sometimes
It blooms a thought
In you
Which was
getting dusted
Sometimes
It ignites
Flickering hope
In your entity
Sometimes
It breaks that rope
In which you
Tied your body
Sometimes
It gives you
A lost purpose
To live
Sometimes
It leaves you
To pieces
Sometimes
It brings
The old memories
Back with the wind
Sometimes
It pulls away
The negativity
Which was pinned
in you for a while
Sometimes
It forces you
To walk a mile
In someone's shoes
Sometimes
It inspires you
To fulfill your
Broken dream
Sometimes
It's an urge,
It's a silent
Scream
Sometimes
It creates magic
On now
parched paper
Sometimes
It becomes tragic
When it is lost
In time and
Becomes a vapor
Sometimes
It brings revolution
And re establishes
Faith in human
Spritual evolution
Sometimes
It's just a rebellion
Which brings you
Out of confusion
And delusion
Poetry instills
Belief in
Humanity
Rationality
Conviction
Devotion
Inner beauty
And
Human integrity
Now you know, what it does, what it can do, what it has always done and what it will keep doing?
© Priya Jain
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