26. Poets and poetry

The Elixir of Words

Words are fingerprints of the soul
Love paints footprints
Faith dances on stardust bodies
when hope sings on blank paper
Syllables of feelings when counted wrong
verse flow freely all along
Emotions take a different shape
when left bewildered
Silence shrieks and wounds speak
Strength surrenders to stanzas
Pain pen poems down
and bleed till ink runs dry
Some prose of love and some drafts of goodbye
Some take forms on paper, some hide in written lullaby
The universe in an atelier of thoughts
And galaxies of words add to its beauty
There are no humans here
Some are poets and some their poetry.

©Sameera Mansuri (2018)

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