The universe is literally and metaphorically one verse
A beautiful, rhythmic, melodious verse
If that's true, who is the poet ?
Who nurtured it and sowed it ?
Is this verse, just a part of a bigger song
Did the poet expect it to be so long ?
I will never know, one life is too small to understand
The pen was held by which hand
But every night when I gaze at the poetry
Rhythm, eloquence and I can hear melody
The heavenly bodies, dance on their toes
Their capturing moves lull life to a doze
But, time does not like old performers
The poet has made sure to end their life in glamour
So much, the poet has expressed in starry words
The verse will go on after the death of the worlds
And are we the readers of this verse ?
Or are we the words in this verse ?
-Sai
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The Emotionary
PoetryTrying to pen the emotions "The feeling starts from my heart flows through my veins Comes to my mind Bleeds on paper and finally ends my pain" Featured on wattpad's stories undiscovered page and on wattpad's official poetry page Highest ranking : #...
