Poetry

1. WHAT IS A POEM ?
A poem is; an everlasting ocean of poignant empathy; that envelops you in winds of
insatiable euphoria and tantalizingly rhapsodic caress,
A poem is; a marvelous compilation of majestic art; cascading like the most opulent
river of happiness; in your times of morbidly murderous gloom,
A poem is; a cloudburst of tumultuously piquant emotions; forever and irrefutably
ensuring that; you kept gallivanting ahead with the delectably pristine ardor of life,
A poem is; a fathomless canvas of vivacious color and ingratiating charm; deluging
every cranny of your ludicrously impoverished existence; with all mesmerizing
goodness; stupendously overpowering the atmosphere,
A poem is; a wave of glorious royalty that romantically sweeps across your dreary
nerves every dawn; titillates you into fireballs of untamed imagination; all throughout
the fabric of the voluptuously enchanting night,
A poem is; the most grandiloquently flaming epitome of triumph; harboring you in its
invincible belly of endless fantasy; nourishing each iota of your blood; like a
sacrosanct mother,
A poem is; a boisterously humming bee of ecstatic jubilation; diffusing the profound
sweetness of mystical existence; on whichever path you chose to
philanthropically tread,
A poem is; an unfathomable myriad of enigmatic undulations; intriguingly weaving
through unsurpassable joy and inexplicable gloom in life; alike,
A poem is; the most embellished form of written expression; catapulting you to
infinite kilometers above the divinely conglomerate of celestial clouds; to bask in the
unprecedented glory of priceless learning,
A poem is; an incomprehensible mountain of intrepid philosophy; the most
turbulently ebullient portrayal of the mind; body and blissfully philandering soul,
A poem is; a symbol of ubiquitous harmony; uniting civilizations irrespective of caste;
creed or color from all across the fathomless planet; in its invincible blanket of
humanity; alike,
A poem is; an unequivocal path of righteousness that transpires you to
wholeheartedly pursue your gorgeous curtain spread of benevolent dreams; your
spice to passionately embrace life and lifeless sleep; romantically and alike,

2. A poem is; an unrelenting thunderbolt of perennial desire; encapsulating your
diabolically dwindling bones; with the eternal fervor to exhilaratedly leap
forward in vibrant life,
A poem is; the sacrosanct constituent of a writers imagination; his intransigent
propensity and heavenly fodder; to compassionately lead a countless more
exotic lives,
A poem is; a boundlessly ardent craving for harmonious bliss to impregnably
descend; incarcerating all those disastrously devastated; with the incredulously
ingratiating melody in its rhythm,
A poem is; a resplendently twinkling sky of perpetual yearning; showering its rain of
unparalleled enthusiasm; upon every quarter of this earth; besieged with horrifically
debilitating darkness,
A poem is; a magical whirlpool of fervently diffusing breath; that instills Omnipotent
life; even in the most languidly ungainly and satanically maimed,
A poem is; a tantalizingly seducing princess; grandiloquently culminating into a mist
of fascinating desire and astoundingly bountiful grace; on every iota of space; she
blessedly blended with,
Over and above all; A poem is; the innermost fulmination of the immortally
throbbing heart; transcending well above the boundaries of conventionally parasitic
form; rule and structure; every true artists desire to take indefatigably breath for;
abnegating his last trace of life for it; only to rejoice with it perpetually in realms of
Omnipresent heaven.