Poets of yesteryear sowed the
Seeds of poems
With their thoughts
Of facts and fictions.
Watered them everyday
With their enriching thoughts.
The essence of poems
Like flowers,
Spread its fragrance in,
the hearts of millions of people,
There by leading,
To the sprouting of many,
New seeds of poems,
Under the shadow of,
Big trees of poems,
Made a beginning of,
New era of plants of poems.
Whoever happened to,
Have a glance of big trees,
Watering them,
Never letting it to die.
One hand followed,
By another kept on,
Watering it,
feeding it with refreshing themes,
Fertilizer of enriching knowledge,
Thereby keeping it alive
And its fruits
touched the hearts
Of millions of people
That it planted the seeds
In the heart of
the new generations
There by inspiring them
To write the poems
leading
To the numerous branches of the trees.
Varieties of poems,
Like the fruits of different trees,
But uniqueness like its taste and varieties in its own way..
The poets as well as
Poems which touched the heart
There by lit the candles in heart of many
With precious words.
This light will pass on and on
Will never stop.
Making it
Always alive in the hearts of millions of people.
Making them Renowned and Evergreen Forever.
A Tribute to their Priceless Contributions!
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
© 2014.
Geetha Jayakumar.
Writing is an urge to connect with the world in our own unique way, a seed of an idea that grows and becomes a poem. A beautiful and superb write!
we are always planting seeds of poems. these will last forever, long after we are gone. a good read
A great poem, we have do much to choose from with the many poems in the world.
With the Seeds of poems you have sown yet another seed of brilliance! The lines- Poems which touch the heart / Thereby lit the candles in the heart of many / With precious words - are very beautiful alluring lines. You have lit a candle in my heart, Geetha!
It is a great form of expression and needs more exposure to the one who is looking for something better.
we are always planting seeds of poems. these will last forever, long after we are gone. a good read
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This light will pass on and on Will never stop. Beautifully expressed. Tradition of poetry will live on.