Shravani

It is the dawn of a new day. Entire nature appears to be gorgeous and welcoming. My mind is gloomy 'Another day will be lost from our life. We are another day short of our journey, journey to the eventuality '. But suddenly my mind skips, and my lamentations change into ecstatic joy as I feel our father's call, 'Come, my child to my abode hastening journey '. Life has a variety of discernible emotions and these emotions recollected in tranquility find a way out toward an inevitable direction in synchronizing words to propagate a definite message and that is poem. This is the reason that recently I have been grappling with poetry. 

Poetry may be a silent outburst of furnished thoughts settled down in mind, scenic features caught hold by eyes and other sense organs with the furbished skills like songs of a skylark. Poetry, on the other hand, is a fusion of imagination and reality, emotion in tranquility and romanticism. The architecture of the poem needs to be a master of language to make his poems inspiring as well as sensitive, successively leading to integral moralism. Poetry deals with the aesthetic value of human relation with nature, life with death, truth and values, even with illusion.

In this artistic endeavor, the poet's verses may be short in length, yet within those concise lines, they manage to articulate profound ideas that linger indefinitely. The brevity of the verses belies the depth of thought, leaving an enduring impact on those who engage with the never-ending ideas encapsulated within the concise lines of the poet's creations.