Poetic Freedom
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Poets take up a theme
Or a subject to their liking
Combine words that come to them
The way their thoughts unwind
Compile them into poems
No matter who likes what,
Or whatnot
It is on their domain,
On their range they work
They decide the limits
Fix a value there own
Critics take them up
They are free to place them
On a setting mount,
Analyze the words
Thread by thread
And tell the world
This much is more
This much less,
Worth is a theme
Or it sounds worthless;
They have a stamp
Of their own to seal
The poets and the critics-
Both have their accessories
The poets have their productive pen
And the critics- their spotting specs
26th Feb 2020
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