In Search Of A Poem Poem by Anirudh Induchudan Anirudh Induchudan

Is this a poem?
Am i a poet?
I don't know.
I am not a literary genius.
My ancestors do not have that gene.My forefathers never wrote poems.
Yet, i searched.I searched for a poem in my heart.
I felt it, but not found any words to explain.
In despair, I opened my windows
It was night, There moonlight was writing a poem in sand.
The wind and leaves were writing another poem.The tiny drops of rain too...
The stars with their sharp pens scrap poem in the sky.
With bliss, tears rolled down my cheeks, heart got filled with ecstasy
It was a poem.