Have you ever witnessed the glory?
Hidden in wide arena of poesy
Reaping art of writing in hilly highland
growing buds flourishing from south to north, east to west
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In every corner of world, poetry is harvesting With bunch of joys, laugh, smiles and fun Sometimes in lonely clouds, sometimes amongst daffodils But never attained the mortal death in ages and ages! beautiful, simply beautiful. only one who engages and swim in the ocean of poetry can write this.. yes poetry is for us life's elixir. we shall write and make this world a better place. thank u dear poetess. tony
Absolutely Right! DR.Tony.I am swimming and voyaging with my little ship of poetry and shall keep exploring until I live my last breath. Thank you for words of appreciation. It vitalizes me to write....write...write and breaks my scary dream of publishing.
Reading this poem I get the impression of reading a self confessional by a poet for whom poetry
A nice poem, Priyanka! What comes to mind when i read your poem are the two master pieces of William Wordsworth The Daffodils and The Solitary Reaper! Very well done!
thank you so much ma'am! Coming from such a versatile poetess is indeed an honour. Pleas keep sharing your light and love!
An insightful bit of verse nicely put together. A beautiful work of art written with conviction. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched, Priyanka.