Poetry elucidates the finer feelings. It is an intoxicating form of literature.The emotions take a gush. The sentiments erupt in velocity. The innate strength accrues a formidable presence in this form of art. The liberal fixtures of poetry gives a freedom of expression and an assuaging tempo to the versification. The rhythm ,and the rhyming notes add enchanting notation to poesy.
Recently , I came across a wooden marvel. It was a set of mother of pearl furniture. It was nothing but grand. It was something but chaste. It was everything ,encompassing glossary of terms that refer to beauty.The charm was exuberant.The inlaid work , depicted a peacock dancing daintily unfurling its feathers.It was arealistic imagery.
Wordsworth entered a trance when he saw nature in its glory. The green pastures amidst a mountainous background , beneath the soft blue sky , took him in a swayMore or less , I was subjected to such an experience, though in no way I can compare myself with the great Nature poet. The peacock imagery , was supplemented by the flowery ensemble . The flowers were in a golden hue and the stems which held the flowers were in a silvery shine. The portrayal was so natural , that the mere glimpse of this enrapturing exhibit made the heart throb with joy. The sleek workmanship, the choice of wood, the graceful presentation were sufficient to arouse the soul to transcendetal level.The size of the exhibits were of exquisite proprtion , neither too massive nor too small. The heavy structure appears jarring and the tiny one looks appalingly short of natural existence.The dis played set was a blend of grace, beauty and harmony , poetry is an aesthetic formulation of metre , rhythm and intonation.