Poetry

Dear poetry
I bow before your speechless charity
I owe you so much for this life of clarity
You made me your playmate dear
You made me forget all my fears
You may be an art simple to others
But my dearest chum you’re who drives off my bothers
Time flies out, tears dry out in your amity
You take me to places distant and away from my vicinity
You made my world wide with full of affinity
Your immortality often does question my insanity
Shaping me through tasks you pelt at my sanity
Longing to rest in your lap till I go off from reality
I am one of the devotees of your immortality
Life seems so comfortable in your amity!!

@Raji❤