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Poetry

Poetry is beautiful

A debonair flaneur veiling feelings

While mirroring them boldly –

Silent words coming to life, always differently

At the end of their meaning

Grasped by stranger eyes

Who label them with own experiences.

Poetry is music as a trope

Putting emotions in the notes

Forgotten by the stave in its theory

And then it fashions itself to acclaim distorted harmonies

Displaying a hot attire with elegance

Seen as unique for its tailored creativity

With paramount details without accessories.

Before such exquisiteness, wordy prances are not needed

Nor tunes of pastiche melodies

For one can find the definition of your being

And feel your spirit imprinted-

Words begetting passion within

Music pacing breathing

You are poetry. You are beautiful.

(July, 2011)