“She fought with rhythm, rhyme and repetition,
He strictly followed the syntax,
She advocated relationships with sound
His meaning of words was a matter of fact…”
“She enjoyed manipulating grammers and truths,
He stuck to the rules of comprehensions…
She chuckled off with “seen” and “felt”
He had his own conceptions…”
“She argued that prose is all accumulation
And she knows “isolation of emotions”
But then, she tampers the truth,
And he knows his punctuations…”
Condensed, imaginative, inspired...The poetry decided she’ll always flow free…But with his ethical language
command,The Prose continued to create more meaning…
And then…
In lines and verses and couplets and stanzas
Together with artistry, creativity and literature…
The Poetry and The Prose,
Expressed an idea, made a point, and reached a conclusion…
P.S. The metaphors I struggled the most with and had the most fun with...
Photo Courtesy: Bibhav Behara and Swatee Nayak
Photo Courtesy: Bibhav Behara and Swatee Nayak
Inspiration Courtesy: Anish Kumar. Thanks for filling my life with more meaning than I could ever dream of comprehending.
