A Poem is composed
I have enough time at my disposal
To roam in the realm of poetry
To write some immortal lines
Beckoning my heart-felt thoughts
In fresh and lucid jargon
For the lovers of poetry
My hungry heart roams every where
For peace and solace only
My heart aches in pain
In the shower of cold, chilling rain
I don’t know where to go
And where to find some peace
Oh, my love! You come
And make me immortal
With a touch of your love-lit hand
Every blinking of your eyelid
Will flow a current in my soul
And I will write a poem
Squeezing my heart and soul
A poem is composed
In the flow of blood in vein
Words come from an unknown world
Like a shower of rain
O, let me write poems
For my life’s sake.
Shakil Ahmed.
Words come from an unknown world Like a shower of rain Nice image! Wish you more rain showers, but also more sun!
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I would like to translate this poem
My heart aches in pain, in the shower of cold, chilling rain..... A poet needs the pain to compose such a heartwarming poem. Thumb up. 10..