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
Not the face the way the way it is
The path has its twists and turns
It is easy to get lost in them
Delightful as it may sound
Hurt, pain, and anxiety are quietly taking shelter here
A burst of happiness and joy will sometimes pop up
Gives you the relief and strength to make the journey
Pluck a smile here and there
And make your life a little perky.
As exhilarating as it may sound
Be warned before you want to restart
Are you ready to relive
all the hurt and pain of the past
A walk in my mind is not so easy as it seems
It allures you to enter without the feeling of being seen.