Forgotten Poem by DASHARATH NAIK

Forgotten myself in the world of my words, a ceaseless quest
For my off-spring straight from the heart and the best.

Fortunately feeling pregnant with
the haunting emotion,
Fire of feelings kissing me and the world where I motion.

Freely roaming in the dark abyss
of my oceanic mind
Fine-tuning my emotions drenched with tear and blood.

Frolics treasuring my sensibility with the advent of inspiration
Fun adding fuel to my creativity intensely wild and golden.

Foraging my words I lay busy day and night till exhausted,
Filigree using to enrich my poem lest it should be rejected.

Foregrounding thoughts in the blank paper of my mind,
Fabricating with a bit of my craziness like a cute child.

Fondling my words kissing my lines
I go smiling heartily,
Filaceous it appears and I sing in full swing triumphantly.

Finally capturing me naturally to flow like an eternal stream
Farther till my ideas connect my readers, genuine and warm.

©® Dasharath Naik