Scratched on air,
Scribbled on water....
Trap me in
The prison of words...
And call me ''Poem''.....
I am that.......
Poetry.....
Spirit of the forest,
The wind and water,
Will I not be entrapped
When setting
A trap for you?
Message and reply, between two poets...
Premji and Angelina.......
Trapped in the prison of words, perhaps...but nothing can prevent us from singing behind those bars! Excellent write. Ten, of course. Always your friend, Sandra
Lovely piece Premji....I agree with Sandra, being trapped in a prison of words is not a deterrent......10++++
very beautifulmost of the time I feel words intrude in moments of ecstasy. one just wants to be... Mamta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The spirit of poetry says, 'try, try agin, till you can grasp the whole truth, ' Really have no idea, what she means! Regards