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Playing With Words

when rhymes ceases and ends with a dot…..

the paper is blurred and the words are slurred

drunk by the words that fill its pages


then a wonder of sudden elation

envelopes the mind and settles down

Lo and Behold! it becomes beauty beyond any description


when the idea is there and it stops you cold

it ends with a question mark

now you’re at a loss

the meaning behind the words

escapes you


it is a wonder as a wonder it is

poetry so lovely, so magnificent

when you look at the fine print

it’s just mere playing of words…….afterall



A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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