The Poet!

Pranshu Sakhuja


Words, a little here and there,

Just words, assembled with care.

Thoughts pervade, and start to breathe,

A tree grows up, out from the sown seed.


Rhyme it may, or it may not,

Expressed it is, in so many sorts.

Tricky trick, the wizard plays,

Emotions displayed, in many ways.


Simple words, say so much,

Heart goes numb, with a silent touch.

Simile, Metaphor and Personification,

Play well, giving the justification.


The figure behind the curtain,

Is a mastermind for certain.

With words, he plays,

And not much he says.


Oh, the Poet!



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