Poetry is for me
What sets me free
From bonds of sense
And logical pretense.
It gives me the countryside
Of language, words and pride,
To imagine or recall
The harvest of past years, my own and tribal.
Our history is by instinct ancestral.
We have been there before. I shall maintain
One day we may be there again.
Poetry liberated me a beautiful poem so much relevant and a fact. I liked the poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Always uplifting to reach a mind with creativity and wide reading. Thank you, friend writer. Madhavan