Poetry is the essence of fragrance, It resonates with all circumstance,
The lines constructed are not just creativity,
It is the poet’s affectionate activity.
The lines when read by the reader,
Either making them smile or teary eyed,
The lines have power to transform a nerd to a leader,
They give strength to stand for the right.
Be it in any form and format,
Be it a single stanza or the whole set,
Be it a Limerick or a Sonnet,
Once engrossed in the lines the minds reformat.
In any phase of life,
It may be sharp or the blunt end of the knife,
Poetry combines the world with the reader,
Young or old all fall for the lines sweeter.

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