Or logic in poetry
There is none
Between the two
Is poetry in rhymes
Or rhymes in poetry
No one, between the two
May be all the four is right
Or none is correct
Now poetry
Searches beauty in ugliness
Logic in illogical things
Or in anti-logics
Poetry is in thought
And expression
The thought
Must be expressed
In the best possible way
In that way is the way of poetry
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