She
was poetry.
He was prose.
They
met at a few sentences,
Those
were the best lines one ever wrote.
She
would tease, with the dots of incomplete conversation…
And
he would trigger her mind with details.
She
loved cryptic.
He
loved plain.
Opposites
created a symphony,
When
poetry fell in love with prose.
The
words found meaning, Emotions got wings.
Those
were the best lines one ever wrote.
Very interesting piece of poetry..no prose:)
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ReplyDeleteLovely amalgamation of prose and poetry..
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