The Mississippi-Missouri may dry up one day,
But not a poet's heart. Streams of unrestrained
Feelings continually meander through his mind.
At some blessed moments, some blossom into
A flower like poem, some flow on quietly beneath.
Thoughts of love, or lack of it, manifests in a poet's
Literary works. If he has known love, his words are
Soft and soothing, they cool the parched hearts as
They are read by the forlorn and the lovelorn. If not,
His yearnings beat the cry of a lonely, distant dove.
Dhaka
08 March 2014
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The Missouri River is dear to me since I reside in Missouri. It is a grand and friendly river, providing relaxation and enjoyment for many people, And now it has contributed to a grand poem from Khairul's pen. How proud I am to be near this river that has inspired this beautiful poem!
The endless rush of water, the poet's words, sending forth ripples that drench even the most dry of souls. I loved this one...it speaks to the heart of us all. PEACE
the poets heart never dries up, but like a river it may slow down at the curves and turns that lie ahead. beautifully written
A very poetic comment you have made, @Louis Rams. I am so much delighted to meet your thoughtful observation! I've just read your poem 'Alone' and left my comment there.
@Marie Shine Thanks for your great analysis of my poem. Your each sentence is a jewel in her crown!
@ Ruma, I am glad that you have liked my poem. Readers' delight is poets' inspiration. Thanks for providing me that.
Beautiful and really beautiful. Today I read some of your poems and I really feel nice. What a nice poem you write my friend. These are all so so that any of them can mending our depressed mood. Thanks a lot for sharing your excellent poems. Ruma
@Lorraine Colon I am greatly inspired by your thoughtful comment. ' How proud I am to be near this river that has inspired this beautiful poem! , ' - Thanks for this compliment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So sad is sometimes, a poet's love. But it is so true, the heart is always feeling whether translated into poetry or not.. Beautifully said and felt. Yes, Feelings come and Feeling go, They enrich the heart, of that A Poet really knows. And your tremendous sensitivity, Is what your writings, Always show, Thank you for another wonderful heart beat.