A Poet Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

A Poet

Rating: 5.0


As a poet
Like
Countless
Writers
I'm writing
Scripts empty
Mustering dust
On library
Book-shelves
Burdened
Under the layers
Of dust powder
On the covers
Untouched
Un-approached
That
A scrape paper
Rolling
Into the dustbin.

A lot
Not even
Criticized
Un-honoured
Unrewarded
Lost into
Unreachable
Depth
Unnoticed.

A few
Still-
Unlike me
I salute
Distinguished
Loved-ones
Recited
Every time
Time and again
For idealistic
Quality
High opinion
Immortalized
Occupying
A significant
Place
In big libraries
Of the world
The hearts
And minds
Of the people.

Commanding
Status-
Becoming
Beauty
Of lips
Sweetness
Of tongues
Kindness
Of hearts
Reigning
Over the minds
As poets
I love so deep.

-Copyright © hrsharma ®2015
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.

Sunday, January 3, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: poet
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Commanding
Status-
Becoming
Beauty
Of lips
Sweetness
Of tongues
Kindness
Of hearts
Reigning
Over the minds
As poets
I love so deep.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 03 January 2016

A poet writes countless writing. Very amazing poem shared really.10

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Mahtab Bangalee 11 February 2020

Poet there is prosperity of outer side of mind and enter into to pure tomb of inner side of knowledge

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Mahtab Bangalee 04 December 2019

superb writings on the depth features of poet!

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Chinedu Dike 26 May 2018

Really a poignant poem depicting the essence and intricacies of poets' art, well articulated and insightfully brought forth with conviction. Well thought out and brilliantly crafted. Thanks for sharing Hans.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 03 January 2016

Simply beautiful............! Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh 03 January 2016

A fantastic write.Like it.

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