A Poesy


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I use it in myriad rhapsodic ways-

To create impact or convey, to deflect or connect,

To state facts or reflect, refine thought or dissect!

It is a means to unhush; make silence eloquent,

Or capture a feeling long ignored or petulant.

To articulate my fears, and attempt some tears to wipe,

And be the voice of the muted in a world full of strife.

 

A poesy travels quite a mile, reaches hearts a deep, long way,

Unveils thoughts, presents in words few, a wide emotional array!

It’s a timeless craft that whispers ideas desultory or profound,

To reveal opinions in otherwise mundane humdrums drowned.

‘Tis definitely a delight to paint with words, reorder or unfold,

Aches otherwise held by authoritarian regimes in a chokehold.

Whether to ignite, or add cadence to a silent hidden sentiment,

Soothe pain, express jubilation, anguish or discontentment.

 

A perfect vehicle is poiesis- “the making” to create moments sublime.

Parry with words, thrust with logic; conceal-reveal; to each heart align,

Poetry ebbs and flows on imagery, rides on ideas, unrhyme or rhyme!

It transcends form, condenses eras of vicissitudes into timeless epics,

Where words dance free, with time, nature, and humanity intertwine!

 

Aparnaa Laxmi “Hina”


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