World Of Poetry -Part1 Poem by M.. ROHITH

A land of poetry!
The Mayor just passed orders
to municipality,
to make the roads more poetic!
Shops of ideas
on both\ sides of the road!
Cost of each idea depends upon its depth!
Pleasant poetic morning it is...is it!
I walked along the pavelion
to find my Path less Path!
There came my office!
On the top of my office,
Written on the board,
poetry organization welcomes
all the types of poets!
As i entered,
all the poets assembled at the auditorium!
I joined them, A pledge is going on!
It goes like this...
'We are poets.Love to write as much as we can! We write and write and write.Every second we love to write.Writing charges Us! Poetry love us! So we write poetry.Now we write.We write on a mission! On a mission to discover ourselves!
Everyone dispersed
and went back to their normal works.
There are many rooms inside the office
on the top of each room
written,
which type of the poetry room it is!
I entered the room, Darkness.
The time is 12: 40: 34!
Its dark inside, empty,
lonely.
Every one is depressed
loving to be more depressed!
All the officers are busy
with their most trusted slaves
type writers!
I went deep inside,
exploring darkness!
Hey its still 12: 40: 34!
Time stopped!
I came out of the room,
time started moving as before.

Its 4 pm as i discovered the way out!
I felt hungry and started writing
writing cures everything in that land!
I started to my room, where i live.
That evening is more poetic than ever,
its the time of elections!
There is going to be a tough fight between
light and dark poetry parties!
I returned to my room,
my room is little dirty!
Black walls! Old room!
I am no longer hungry!
I slept earlier than ever before
expecting a poetic tomorrow!
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I wrote this poem to make you guys understand what type of a world is a poetic world!
The real poem starts from the next poem of series.
Hey i want to use the names of all you guys to write this series.