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Poetry

Serenity not war
The beauty of words
Originating from the innermost
The city of solitude

Painting the universe
With letters
Indigo of thoughts
Changing the colourless world

Beauty from beauty
Passion craving from within
The soul moulding thoughts
Into beautifully arranged stanza

Sweats of the brain
Blood of the heart
Scribbled down
Paint the world blue

An incredible gift
To the world
For few
Who are called poets

And she’s called Poetry

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