I am trying to find my poetic rhythm.
Pen my flow of thoughts.
Words running through my mind,
Ideas running through my mind.
Incoherent, Scattered and disjointed
I am trying to make words and ideas one
Create a world of words, in this world of chaos
Words running from one end
Ideas running from one end
On a path of collision
Ideas and words unite, one
One, the beginning
One, the universal beginning
One, the number of the gods
One, my first poem
If this is the first, then I can't wait to read the rest. Beautiful work.
You write passionately of your first poem.....and.....interestingly.....of those....to follow!
wow! ! ! ! ! beautiful welcome to poemhunter.com a little bit of incoherentcy- scatterredness---disjointed-- yes but by the end of the poem u have regained that poetic rhythm nice write anand +10 regards anjali plzzz do read my Olive branch.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poetry is the one and unique in the world of chaos that makes us calm and delightful. The last stanza is poetically enriched. Thanks. Tapas Baidya, Kolkata, West Bengal