A writer...A Poem by The QuillA poem describing the eccentric and special attributes of a writer :)A writer... A face, normal like others Average height, he don’t have feathers Yet he can fly High in his own sky In his world, in his thought Innumerous battles he fought He thinks a lot, and speaks very less He bothers not of looks, neither of dress For others he is reticent He sounds weird, he is not decent But his heart is sensitive to all Issues of society or a kid’s lost doll He contemplates on each aspect He is the writer, he deserves respect He has oodles of ideas, plethora of thoughts He can think of cool sun, and polite bigots He can see union of water and sun rays He can define tears in some eccentric ways He can make you smile by only few lines He can define life in his beautiful rhymes He is a wizard of words, a magic man None can see the smile of bud on embracing dew, only he can He has a beautiful heart, home to every feeling In despair of life, his words are soothing, act as healing A nice human, a sensitive chap, a deep thinker, and a
tenacious fighter He is a unique creation of god; he is a “Writer”. © 2014 The QuillReviews
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