Birth Of A Poem Poem by ritty patnaik
Birth Of A Poem
a prisoner
of my own wish,
for loneliness.
my soul seperates
to another world,
when myraid thoughts,
make entry,
into my mind.
spearing through
in fast speed,
an idea promptly
developing,
into a poem.
at other times,
all my thoughts,
form into a knotted ball,
and fall into,
a dark abyss
of blackness.
but when i climb,
the staircase of darkness
suddenly a light reveals
to show me, that
i belong to another world
and a new poem is born.
I love this poem.....it's like giving birth to an idea, a concept or a child and to each his own way of giving birth. I love the way you write.
different...and amazing. very true, though might seem abstract. loved it. thank you.
ma'm, , , waht a wonderful poem.....a real pleasure to read and cogitate...I take this to my favs...10
Most of the time it is the pain and agony of a mother giving birth to her child, and when that child sees the light of day, all pain and agony gets driven away! 10! - Raj Nandy
Ritty, this is wonderful, I like to think the words come from some special place, my best poems usually come after a period of quiet, then I just write as the words flow out of me. Regards Bob 10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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The newborn poem is beautiful, hope you had a nice trip! :)