Reason I Love Poetry

When my horizon is

Black and blue

When I feel like

Cry and rue

I tilt my core and

Let ink flow

On paper but keep

The rosy hue


In my poems my sorrows

You can view

It leaves me happy

That’s also true


Poetry is a healing

Potion I brew

It rejuvenates and

Makes me new


~Sudha Dixit

Bangalore, India

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