लिख देता है शायर अपना दर्द इस अदा से,
पढ़ने वाला भी उस दर्द की तारीफ कर जाता है,
रोता होगा शायर भी किसी की याद में,
तभी तो उसकी ग़ज़ल,,
सबको उनका प्यार याद दिलाता है |

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Spring is a tease for poets

When everything around is so beautiful
How can words do justice?

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And before I realized what they did , I had turned a poet .

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Winter is a test for poets

When everything is cold and grim outside
How do they keep fire in the writing alive?

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Autumn is an inspiration for poets

Nobody better
Understands the beauty of pain
And the meaning of letting go

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Summer is a challenge for Poets


With abundance of everything round
How do people appreciate their minimalist writing?

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जो बात तुमसे कह नहीं पायी मैं
वो बात तुम तक पहुंचाउंगी
एक दिन लिखते लिखते ही मर जाउंगी मैं

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I turn myself inside out
And stuff spills out. 

Sometimes it's bile, sweat and tears. 
Sometimes it's milk, cookies and candy. 
Sometimes it's confetti, 
A million rainbow snowflakes. 
Sometimes it's wisdom in spirally breaths. 
Sometimes it's just a few drops of spent life
Before I run dry again. 

I turn myself inside out and
Everything is a gift. 
Some to myself, 
Some to the world. 

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" POET ON POETRY "

Poetry in every poets mind
Wondering for beautiful lyrics
and compose himself,
Poet on poetry.

They will see raw beauty in things,
The freshness they bring.
They will "AlWAYS" trying to
tell you something.
Poet on poetry.

There will always be something
"Poetic" going in the poets mind,
they will know how to pen it
and make up their own word!
Poet on poetry.

The syllables are being whispered,
along the curve of your spine,
as you unravel into a million pieces.
Poet on poetry.

-Ravi bhatt

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I am the poet ✍️

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