An Ode To Poemhunter - Poem by Miraj Raha
In this august assembly, I stand
witnessing the amalgamation of poets
from all the corners of the world.
Where race, color, culture, religion
all at once become meaningless,
and in the end I see only One thing
of eternal value, Humanity.
Through the poems, I acquire wisdom, Love,
anguish, happiness, sorrow, laughter, pain,
and an unlimited diversity of Expressions,
yet in the end, all I am able to understand
better is none other than My own Self.
I realize how beautiful is Happiness,
how powerful is Pain, how deep is a feeling
but still there is this subtle perception,
that the Ultimate Goal is to rise above
I thank you PoemHunter for providing
this platform of constant wonder, like a
vast ocean, and waves after waves they come,
just when I feel, I have seen the most perfect piece
of work, along comes another one.
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