Painless Poetry

They said,
from pain
comes poetry

For someone who
hadn’t experienced pain,
was what she wrote
still called poetry?

Maybe pain is
a little stereotyped
death of a loved one
betrayal of a lover

No

To her poetry was only
the dragons in her fairy tales
the castle in her dreams
the stars on her ceiling
and her idea of happiness

Neha

 

 

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