I've just found a dizzy poem,
Laying on his face
On the secure pillow of last winter.
And he revealed a secret
Into the mouth of my stunned pen,
That poems also hibernate
Under the daydreaming blanket
Of a warm poetic mind.
Never did a 'writers block' sounded this beautiful to me... Wonderful Sanjukta.. Thanks :)
all you write is very organic! Into the mouth of my stunned pen, - really as without the participation of human mind, but flow from somewhat great!
Ya pen should also rest in cosy blanket during chilling winter nights.......Nice poem as usual...Loved it...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A piquant write which yet brings a smile as I prepare for my night, let me dust my pillow and see if I can dig up any last winter's left overs - poems though I seriously doubt. thanks for sharing.