Why I Write? Poem by Muhammad Shanazar
Why I Write?
When indelible memories of the past,
Torment my heart and mind; I write.
When mist floats in front of the eyes,
The light comes from behind; I write.
When the men of the callous world,
Compel me to be confined; I write.
When my heart weeps wailing upon
The wise being led by the blind; I write.
When in self schemed distribution I see
The deserving limping behind; I write.
When my heart weeps wailing upon The wise being led by the blind; I write. Verily, a lovely poem, Loved reading it........10 I invite you to read my poems.
writing as a freedom of expression thats a good reason to do it
a lovely poem i must say. poetry is a devil's wine. you must have heard this saying. it just comes from inside. a feeling that cannot be held within. it has to let out and let emotions take its shape accordingly
when the positive opulence of fools gives way to petty illusion; I write.
This is definitely a beautiful write. Very good reasons to write, good reasons. You are a good writer.....keep writing...I say too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:08:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful! Don't stop writing.