When A Poetry Was Born! Poem by Geetha Jayakumar

When A Poetry Was Born!

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Yes, I feel proud today.
When a poetry was born from my breathe, thoughts, sweat and blood!

I am proud of you today....
Somewhere my song was appreciated with thunders of clapping.
Though I couldn't watch.
May be my luck didn't favour me.
May be someone else was blessed with luck.
May be better luck next time!

Birth of my poetry took this way...
I portrayed the artist after seeing her photo
Her dance performance I have never watched live.
Each stroke of lines
When I was brushing in my canvass
My heart could feel each steps she was taking
Each moments of steps I could feel in her
I could feel her breathe, pulse
I could feel her blinking eyes
I could feel her each lines of facial expression.
Her lips moments.
I could feel her moments of hands
I could feel her hips
I saw her dancing in the stage
I draw a portrait of her in my mind
Then I carved the beautiful picture of her in dancing pose!

Yes, I can do it...
If I want
This gave a confidence in me!
Still many raw stones are left in my hand
They are yet to be carved
Still the un moulded clay is in my palm
I can mould it the way I want
Still folded words are there in my heart
I can unfold it anyway I want.
My heart is filled with variety of flower buds
Just waiting to be bloomed!

Everyone get one opportunity.
Some opportunity teaches the harsh reality.
While some take you to soaring heights.
Before taking me to soaring heights
it just taught me to be on the ground always.

Yes, a day will come in my life
I will wait for that golden day
At least I can add something to my golden memories
Which will be ever remembered..

Few years of life still left with me...
Let me hope at least one beautiful moment I will capture in my life.
I could add to my memories as a golden one.
I will feel that this life is worth ever lived.
If I could do, I will wipe away all my memories.
I prefer breathing last, thinking of only those golden moments!

Live the life only once but live it with full happiness!

©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
© 2014.

Geetha Jayakumar.

Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 15 October 2014

living with full happiness, I like it.

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Valsa George 15 October 2014

Still many raw stones are left in my hand They are yet to be carved Still the un moulded clay is in my palm I can mould it the way I want We know that you are a good artist! With sufficient raw materials in your hand, you can carve out any beautiful sculpture of your choice! Enjoyed!

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 15 October 2014

Very nicely crafted with touching words.....Geetha......you are blessed with rare talents I sometimes envy........ May God bless you to compose many a poem like this

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Salini Nair 16 October 2014

Everyone get one opportunity. Some opportunity teaches the harsh reality. While some take you to soaring heights. Before taking me to soaring heights it just taught me to be on the ground always.............beautiful lines..enjoyed reading

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 16 October 2014

I prefer breathing last, thinking of only those golden moments! Life gets interesting remembering the golden moments and gets boring and hard otherwise. Make it something worth living for. Beautiful message conveyed. Thank you.

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Kee Thampi 01 November 2014

Yes, I feel proud today. When a poetry was born from my breathe, thoughts, sweat and blood! soul filled with song of god of love and made it

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Akhtar Jawad 24 October 2014

Live the life only once but live it with full happiness! A lovely message.

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Saheb Mohapatra 23 October 2014

''Live the life...............................full happiness.''........Yes, this is what every human should learn............nice portrait of your imaginations.

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Samya Bose 20 October 2014

First of all.. Thank u so much for your comments ma'am.. And I have read this poem.. I loved reading it.. it's really a reader's delight.. 'Birth of my poetry took this way'... a remarkable way indeed..

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Rajesh.c Bose 18 October 2014

I could feel her breath I could feel her pulse I could feel her blinking eyes.....u became one with her. that made u unique artiste and poet....keep writing sumi. u are applauded not somewhere but in my heart u can trust

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