Poetry is all about pondering In this world where all are just wondering. Some think of nature Some talk about creature. Some write about incidents Some express the Pain of tragedy. Some set up the world of humour Some say the people are spreading rumour. We imagine we think We accept and we imply. Sometimes we have rhyming scheme, Sometimes there is no stream Sometimes story is narrated Sometimes fables are left unsung Poetry, poetry, poetry is ballad with lots of word salad. #poetrylife
