Every avenue of thought
has to be inspired by something
living or inanimate.
It registers in our brain
as something we like or hate.
We never know what it is
until we confront it in our life
and it inspires us to write.
From rolling stones to breaking bones,
a kiss that promises sweet bliss.
Anything can prompt
that avenue of thought.
14 January 2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely last two lines- so true.... mamta