Here on Poemhunter, the newest poem,
it pops up on-screen
like the latest off-shoot, or newborn babe
or like a newest floral bud,
in the orchards of poetry
Or like a fresh wave of words
crashing and cresting upon the turf
For all and sundry to view, enjoy and surf!
Or ha ha, even like linguistic kernels
that pop like popcorn
in the crockery of Poemhunter
with different flavors to choose from
to reveal what's been cooking in the minds
Some indeed spiced-up
some spicy
some acidic or buttery
all of 'em', more or less with melody.
Or the newest poetry is
to put it more exquisitely
a fragrant flower just bloomed
in the bedecked bowers of poetry
Or to say, each latest poem
Pops up on screen
Like pop goes the weasel
For poems pop up like meerkats
but on the lookout for friends instead of foes
Ah, and then they might wait
for the honey and jam of comments
and perhaps even the bitter gourd of criticism
But healthy criticism like any bitter pill vital to health.
You're lucky if the doctors of poetry
refrain from prescribing chits of bitter pills to swallow,
Or opted for sugar-coated ones
for which you heave a sigh of relief
you didn't receiveblunt sharp critique!
As I prefer sugar coated pills in all situations.
Yet if they do administer the wrong dose
out of sheer bias and prejudice
You can always give them a taste of their own medicine
if you wish to be vengeful and impudent
Or you can forgo, overlookand be lenient
For my poetry is meant to be tasteful
Harshly insensitivereviews can leave a sour after taste in the mouth
As I'm habituated to taking sugar coated pills.
A prejudiced person could never appreciate my poetry
But all can comprehend my message hopefully.
I especially like the part about poems popping up like meerkats. Quite a visual impression I got in my mind when I read that. A fascinating poem. Thanks for posting.
Beautifully written Zaynab.....! Yes, poems keep popping up every now and then and we have before us a wide range to choose from! If appetite allows we can have the taste of the whole lot! There is no dearth for the palate to savor any taste! Enjoyed this hilarious write from the beginning to the end!
We complicate our lives for nothing, we should just let go, And take the good advice In this lovely poem, wise And know when to enjoy, Or just let go. Celebrate beauty, and nature's gifts. Do not in misery wallow. Thanks for the cheer and hope you display in this poem that we all need to follow.. Enjoyed reading this lovely work.
Delightful! Your comparisons were both diverse and unique and cheerful! Very delightful tone and the admonishment for sour comments was gently delivered. I think 90% of the PH members try to encourage others and point out the verses they find awesome or the poetic skills they think shined. I must admit I paused and reread several times - -] Or like a fresh wave of words crashing and cresting upon the turf- -] 10++++
Every poem is like a holiday for the soul! Great tribute, dear S.zaynab kamoonpuri!
I have read and commented on this poem before, but I had to come back and read it again!
very nice.... lovely... poem thanks alott for shairing with us.
This is a good one, Zaynab. While reading the poem I had so many times the feeling you were reading my mind. So true, such a wealth of poems and each reflecting someones deep inner side or just a passing thought. I love to read the new poems too. I now realize how much I missed out on, by not being part of this wonderful art before 2010, when I joined this website.
Beautifully moving and heart touchingly done! .. Thank you ever so much for sharing! .. Ever so many 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sweetly savored and dished up! Your words usher me into the mystery of where this plenteous fountain might be welling up from? Is there a series of virtual roulette wheels in our minds? Are we local agents of the Creation? Your poem enacts the creative abundance it describes.