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Who is the Poet?

The man, through whom God works

The one who becomes a tunnel for existence,

To show beauty,

The poet is dancing in the joy of the beyond.

Dancing, he drops some gems he collected into his notebooks,

The poetry is, a ladder to the unknown

A rope dangling between the beyond and the mundane.

The poet is one which has seen beyond the illusionary,

He knows that he isnt the part of the whole,

He is whole in himself

The poet is the one who's soul has immersed

And he has vanished.

Poet isnt the one who has written,

But the one who has seen.

Written by - Vihaan Dhir

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