M.D Dinesh Nair
An Unborn Poem - Poem by M.D Dinesh Nair
An unborn poem
Is perhaps a poetic reverie.
Sure it is, but I must say
Has been conceived by me
It is yet to be penned down though.
It needs a pen that will never dry up
And the readers who will turn grey haired never.
Sure it is, and I must say
Within me living on
Is a poem superseding many others
Yet unborn after conception!
Certain poems are so, dear ones.
Between their conception and birth often
Scores of months entwine us the mothers to-be.
An unborn poem never dies.
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