A Poem On Poem Poem by Madasi Kartheek Benjamin

A man sat in a scriptorium to script a poem
Thought on a woman's gorgeousness
To put pen to paper her beauty
Started thus, "To what shall I compare
Thy beauty my love."
"Why can't you compare? "Interrupted his inner self
His hand couldn't move any more…
Came out of the scriptorium to relax
To his eyes nature was an angel from heaven
Thought of nature's beauty to letter a poem
"How beautiful oh you nature
Who is the man behind you to nurture?
All beauty in you is a mixture
Of everything that exists
Anyone who sees your beauty
Can lecture on you….."
"How good the God who created it? "
Again interrupted his inner self
Annoyed, irritated, infuriated, maddened
By his inner self, thought to just scribble on the paper
To his surprise, he saw himself scripting a poem
Out of the blue, something beyond belief happened
He was writing a poem!
"Who is writing a poem? " asked his inner self sarcastically
"Indeed I have written a poem" Said the poet proudly.