Poetry is put on fire
It is full of satire too
It is done by use of words
With enough of power to look forward
Words are used to admire
With lots of guts and desire
It is concentration of beam
The rays are focused in them
It has key to ignition
There is lot more compassion
Emanating from kind heart
Almost written in form an art
Words are molded like river water
Some times it flows slower
Sometimes with fury and totally in spate
There are many more things to relate
Poetry can make you to cry
It can make you to fly
Even with weak wings in sky
It helps to boost morale with concentrated try
Words have immense thrust
It can be coupled with trust
It may cut through slice
With determined bid of promises
Words do come from mind
But it has inner core and shield
Heart pushes real ambition and desire
Words play nicely with shape to admire
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