Poetry pain is more severe
than any pain given by the world
like the labor pain giving birth
to a child, poetry sprouts from heart
in both the cases, pain or pleasure
it becomes the pleasure of a mother
giving birth despite of her forbearance.
A poet assumes his emotion
seeing a blooming or a withering flower
to engross in his bossom
A lovely nice poem, but the pain of creation is not so irritating as that of destruction.
poetry sprouts from heart Great words delivered through the beautiful poem. Thank you.
Birth of a poem is like birth of a child. There is that pain. Nicely expressed.
Very truly said, poetry comes out from the heart only, thanks for sharing your ideas.
I can relate to this one, but once the poem is complete it gives us immense pleasure..thanks for your comment on My poem A Muslim's Prayer
A lovely poem with fantastic flow of words. Thanks for sharing with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
critically analyzed poem