If prior to
A poem I write
The paper is all blank,
Spotless white,
A spark comes as if from nowhere
Amidst utter blight,
From fairly faint flashes
There shines in mind bright light,
Founts up from mist as if
A mount's true height!
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Musings | 03.03.2019 |
Probably our mind may be totally blank when we sit down to write. The paper before us also will be blank. But soon a flash of a thought comes. Then newer thoughts come in endless succession and fall in the paper line on line. Thus a poem is born.....! It is the moment of creation. As the universe was born out of chaos and emptiness, here also a birth takes place. Beautiful poem! A 10
I fully agree dear poet, that is how some poems get born as this poem says. These day however I've no compulsion to write one, no deadline to catch, The poem's idea, a little germ, has been conceived, but I'm not sure how to say it, how to put it the the scheme of things, I write something and then stare at the paper. Of course there are many approaches, but the struggle of birth is there. Thank you for adding value to the poem.
The paper is all blank save trees write on key taps directly its poetry not history poet ji
It's history, not poetry, of course, but history of poetry is also interesting. Thank you
Indeed, Sir, as if God is appearing and we can see The Light shining very bright everywhere. You captured the poem so well. Associating me with the painting of Boticelli The Birth Of Venus. True mesmerizing this poem and that painting. I valued both original, Aniruddha Sir. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you dear poet Sylvia F Chan, you are a kind soul to give such good words for the poem,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
From fairly faint flashes There shines in mind bright light, Founts up from mist as if A mount's true height! .......nice poetic expression. Touchingly penned. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
Thank you Kumarmaniji, you have picked up the right lines.