In the garden of words, where verses bloom,
Poetry dances, chasing away gloom,
Each line a melody, sung from the heart,
As emotions unfurl, like a work of art.
Metaphors sparkle like stars in the night,
Painting pictures of love, joy, and fright,
Similes shine, like the sun’s golden rays,
Guiding us through life’s intricate maze.
Rhymes and rhythms, like a gentle breeze,
Whisper secrets, beneath the trees,
Personification breathes life into words,
As nature’s wonders, like a flock of birds.
Limericks tickle, with humour and jest,
While haikus whisper, in moments of rest,
Idioms dance, with a wink and a smile,
Adding flavour to each poetic style.
Poetry is a journey, through time and space,
A reflection of humans,
It captures the essence of life’s sweet refrain,
In every stanza, joy and pain.
So let us immerse ourselves in its embrace,
And let our hearts and minds interlace,
For in the realm of poetry, we find,
A sanctuary for the soul, a place divine. How are limericks described in the poem?