NOTHING WRITES ITSELF
Nothing writes itself-
Isn’t it enough already?
I have done what I could do
It wasn’t that much-
I need Poetry
Far more than Poetry needs me
It does not need me at all-
I with small lines
Try to belong to its world
But do I? can I?
Oh the world and all the Beauty
And Inspiration
I could not write-
And I and my little lines
Dying to be born
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nicely penned the feeling on creating a poem. God bless. ......P K Roy