Someone is calling...
Surely calling
From the sacred region,
Nobody is listening,
Only I am listening
In my profound inner realm,
When I tell them about it,
They laugh at me,
But I know
This is the most precious call,
This is the call of peace,
This is the call of serenity,
This is the call of beauty,
This is the call of truth,
Indeed this is the call of poetry.
You summed up all the emotions nicely which every poet goes through to write his poems.
Excellent Poem Anjandev! Poetry fills us with beauty, peace, truth and goodness. What could be better description for poetry.
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Yes, there is beauty, truth, peace and serenity in Poetry. A wonderful poem that expresses the many benefits we could derive from Poetry.