This poem is first in the anthology of poems based on the Lifecycle of a poem
What is a poem? I call them little bits of creativity scattered here and there in your mind. Hiding, waiting to be discovered, waiting to take shape in form of words.Every time you trace the path, it changes its shape.Taking new twists and turns, it gives an entirely new meaning to the emotions stored in there.
A Poem as I call it, a complex emotion in a compressed manner.
A Poem is like a walk
A walk inside my mind
In all its nooks and crannies
where I’m storing the sunshine
Every time I revisit a corner
a drop of creativity falls through
The brilliant thought paves the ways
and the words show me the way through
The stroll through the darkest thoughts and feelings are too scary
Everyone wishes to skip the way
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