Sooth the soul-poet
Sunday,25th July 2021
As a schoolboy
it seemed a symbol of decoy
everybody was speaking lies
or trying to convince the wrong way
as I grew
and knew
this was the reality
I bowed down before an almighty
'God' give me strength
and courage to take a calm breath
escape, as far as possible, from telling the untruth
and soothe the soul
somewhere, it was creating a hurdle
somewhere people were not convinced
sometimes my own conscience did not permit
anyhow it was an internal struggle and didn't suit me
as a poet, the path was open
something true was to be written by my pen,
sometimes. the situation forced me to remain desperately driven
but in mind, the answer was certainly given
the poet and poetry
both belong to the powerful arms of the divinity
it has deep penetration and impact
and this is one of the astonishing facts
poetry is not the medium to propagate your thinking
but it is a genuine way of inkling
by seeing the things around
and some burning problems on the ground
Dr Hasmukh Mehta
D.Litt, Folt
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
welcoem.. ..Zenobio Berrios Romero