My definition of poetry Poetry is collective thoughts Poetry is a collection of thoughts Poetry is recording ideas Poetry is documenting your mind A thought that's created from nothing An idea that may be written in a pattern Poetry is emotional feelings An emotional time we find in our lives Poetry is writing about a physical state A physical condition we might describe Poetry is omnidirectional N, E, S, W Poetry is unpredictable and random Poetry is all around us and breathing Poetry is like having a sixth sense Poetry is alive and active and alert Poetry is all the colours of a rainbow An entity that is all knowing It's in all levels of education It's unstoppable Permanent ©Schizology

Schizology

In the joy of Christmas, find the strength of unity and the beauty of diversity, much like the vibrant tapestry of India. ©Srinivas

Srinivas

White खामोशी में भी मैंने अपने लिए बेइंतहा प्यार पाया है!! ©Bhawana dixit

Bhawana dixit

White In this great city, shadows loom, A dance of contrasts, joy and gloom. Where there is love, there is hatred near, Hearts entwined, yet hearts in fear. Where whispers plot, courage stands tall, Battling treachery, answering its call. But solace, a phantom, evades our sight, No relief, only endless night. Each step we take, the ground may quake, Doom lurking in choices we make. Yet through the cracks, a light may gleam, Fleeting hope, a fragile dream. In this great city, life unfolds, A tale of iron, dust, and gold. Through love and loss, through dark and bright, We carve our paths, chasing the light. ©saumya

saumya

My definition of poetry Poetry is collective thoughts Poetry is a collection of thoughts Poetry is recording ideas Poetry is documenting your mind A thought that's created from nothing An idea that may be written in a pattern Poetry is emotional feelings An emotional time we find in our lives Poetry is writing about a physical state A physical condition we might describe Poetry is omnidirectional N, E, S, W Poetry is unpredictable and random Poetry is all around us and breathing Poetry is like having a sixth sense Poetry is alive and active and alert Poetry is all the colours of a rainbow An entity that is all knowing It's in all levels of education It's unstoppable Permanent ©Schizology

Schizology

In the joy of Christmas, find the strength of unity and the beauty of diversity, much like the vibrant tapestry of India. ©Srinivas

Srinivas

White खामोशी में भी मैंने अपने लिए बेइंतहा प्यार पाया है!! ©Bhawana dixit

Bhawana dixit

White In this great city, shadows loom, A dance of contrasts, joy and gloom. Where there is love, there is hatred near, Hearts entwined, yet hearts in fear. Where whispers plot, courage stands tall, Battling treachery, answering its call. But solace, a phantom, evades our sight, No relief, only endless night. Each step we take, the ground may quake, Doom lurking in choices we make. Yet through the cracks, a light may gleam, Fleeting hope, a fragile dream. In this great city, life unfolds, A tale of iron, dust, and gold. Through love and loss, through dark and bright, We carve our paths, chasing the light. ©saumya

saumya