A Beast Of Heart - Poem by Aniruddha Pathak
Poem, ah what a unique beast of heart!
No synonym can a word writ replace,
Each word sits seamless with whole work of art,
Wilt one to wound her weary soul, her grace;
Change a comma, syllable to the least
To find it lives, breathes as but one whole,
Tease nor tinker this touch-me-not a beast,
She’s frail, human, yet temperamental.
Teacher art thou teaching a poet’s pen?
Pray paraphrase her not in so much pain,
A pompous prose might try much as it can,
At best can her soulless body and brain.
And none ever can a poem translate,
At best can one her soul-mate re-create.
- Sonnets | 02.08.08 |
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