literature

Books, made me drooL  A fan of them was I Not a single genre was lefT,  As I read them from time to timE.  Could I write? I thought oh! NeveR,  Till poetry made me go gagA And thus I...

  Thoughts and words,  When they join in a covalent bond,  A beautiful compound called,  Poetry is born.    The nature, rains and experiences, Act as catalyst In the experiment with the styles,  And the mood of the poet.    The calm and quiet surroundings,  Mixed...