Wednesday, December 12, 2018
Home English Poetry

Poetry

Poetry is art by means of words. The word itself is of Greek origin and its etymological meaning is "making" (to say that someone is a poet is to call him or her a "maker"). This oldest of the human arts was born in song (and dance). Rhythm and rhyme (and reason) go hand-in-hand when it comes to poetry. Though the language of poetry is the language of emotions, it is not devoid of rationality either. In a good poem, the head is the head of the heart, even as it is the heart that gives life to the head. And this is true even if we accept Pascal's famous dictum about the heart having reasons that reason will not understand. So you can make use of Inkerract as an online platform to publish and get reviews on your poems. Once the user submits his/her poetry, it will be received by Admin The article will go live once the article is reviewed and approved by the admin. Then the article can be liked, shared and anyone can comment on it.

Farewell – Shantanu Kashyap

And Here I am now, standing; In front of you all, Speaking my heart. Marking a new beginning; in the changing season of fall. Today I look back,...

Father to son

Hold fast to your dreams, let them not glide away. Soapy slippery thoughts that cross, every time you lay. Tales they shall tell you, you shall be there too,...

Awaiting my right opportunity , I stood

As I stand,  Above the stone, Overlooking the vastness of the world, my eyes bewildered by the opportunities I could grab, All I did was,Stand still until the wind...

Rain

  Rain I penetrate through soil and give life to new plants. My arrival is celebrated by animals in many ways. My lover sings song which is melodious for me. My...

A humble request

O Lord, remove all this wars No blood sheds and cries echos our world and let the flowers of peace bloom everywhere. O Lord, no girl should be...

On Luck

You know what, this luck thing is really funny. The “lucky” tortoise owes its win to the cocky bunny. At times it runs you out, At times...

Priorities

Priorities Loving your scars was my choice, Being with you is my priority, Loving you was my decision But leaving me was your choice , I respect it value...

I learned from you!

You are the most powerful energy to me! I can never forget what you done to me! just wish that, don’t do the same to any...