When you are in a solitude mode, or in intensely impassioned, a verse could beam in your mind a different world and sense of pleasure. I’m talking about poetry. Why you read poetry? And how is poetry made of?
What is poetry?
No one knows what poetry is. Inversely, poetry has as many definitions as there are poets and readers. Is poetry like paintings where poet uses words instead of paint? One thing is for sure that poets are tightfisted on spending words unlike prose writers. Poetic form is ec
