Oh you unknown,
who flaunts his anonymity,
through me,
in my verse…
I salute you.
Your ageless extravaganza
drips through the ink,
from the pen I hold.
The spontaneity
of your thoughtless expressions
that erupts in my words…
And the silent wisdom
of your everlasting aestheticism
that softly peeks,
from the shadows of my poems…
Oh you holy darkness…
you imbibe me,
in your immensity…
My passionate cries
drown in you,
my every wound,
you repent and nurse…
and when all else vanishes…
you pour in the essence,
and I just complete the verse…
wowwwwwwwww a powerful hymn like and beautiful prayer lovely -10 anju
the word 'elegant' is perfect to describe this poem....shine on...10
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I would like to translate this poem
an unknown holy darkness, ur muse...yes, i too experienced this holiness about darkness...much more potent/uplifting than light we all look for!