Poet’s majesty!
26 alphabets_millions of words_billions of expressions.I am a Muslim and I believe sheerly that the sacred Holy Quran is written by the Almighty and All the Holy Quran is a Holy poetry;Poetry is the expression of the Creator,the creator of all the expressionable matter.Poetry is a muffled cry of a wolf,that despite of it's blood-stained nature gets caught by plight of life,is about to give up and had not it exhaled,would have given up.Poetry is the tune of life,a symphony played by thousands of strings of life,all having minitunes gulping resonances of contrast in it.To show love is worship of the Creator;poetry is word of worship,a body to have soul in it,rhyme of words having soaked entire nature in it.To give vent to yourself is a basic need like food,oxygen etc.,I believe;poetry imparts life.Words when rhymed,have meaning,pain,love,make us feel alive give us poetry...Poetry!Poetry is an entity;feel it.
The obscured long corridor gave timid sense of a person unlocking door,banging hard and at the recogintion of my 2 year Senior, Joseph,he,in return,gave me a sneer cold scold to go and sleep.The next morning,people unravelled that Joseph was detained in hospital,Since long and will return,Till long.
She,slayer or the system Slanderer?
Shasha shephord,showned sharpness that she squandered,shivered as the chandelier shone spire.
Shallowhearted,sassy,sophisticated and spry sharpshooters shamelessly shaped her subsistence shackeled,shrouded,shot;she shaken up,shared,shocked...
She,sometime spouse of a scofflaw,a sinner,soothed with a shipwright,Shawn and spliced with him.Shambolically,suspicions sprighted sharp,spry and shimmered substantially.Shroud shone snowy,squeaky and sallow.Shrieks shrilled.Shouts summoned suitor.Screams secured swain.She had shreded swearing of swain some stint before by smashing his symphony of smoothness.She shattered,shivered,surpassing her own self.She shall shirk and shun the solidity and substantiality.She again surmized;Was she slayer or the savage system,Slanderer?