C. P. Sharma

Gold Star - 12,137 Points (July 12,1941 / Bissau, Rajasthan)

Bliss Of Being - Poem by C. P. Sharma

Do we write for prize or pleasure?
Isn’t it sweet emotions treasure?
We come here to enjoy our leisure,
Each of us sings one’s own measure.

Like sparrows some chirp and tweet,
Some like young ducklings squeak;
Some sing their songs at low pitch,
Others in variations of notes are rich.

No two of us God made alike,
Why foolish comparison strike?
Some are crafty with curved beak
And have designed the way unique.

Let us be far from their mud sling,
Let us sing the bliss of our being.


Comments about Bliss Of Being by C. P. Sharma

  • Darren Woods (2/22/2010 10:30:00 PM)


    not a truer poem stated! ! !
    good work.
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  • (2/4/2010 11:39:00 AM)


    Atrue poet. A unique poem. A strong message. WOW! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • (1/13/2010 4:24:00 AM)


    You got it right!

    “Do we write for prize or pleasure?
    Isn’t it sweet emotions treasure?
    We come here to enjoy our leisure,
    Each of us sings one’s own measure.”

    There’s always two main reasons why we are writing, it is the prize and the pleasure. Those written words we wrote were just mainly based from our emotions, wherein sweet emotions were barely written. Yeah right, we are usually writing poems whenever we find free time. hehe

    Nicely written!
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  • (1/11/2010 4:13:00 PM)


    nice double simile:

    Like sparrows some chirp and tweet,
    Some like young ducklings squeak

    wonderful poem, lovely to read

    10/10
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  • (12/20/2009 12:57:00 AM)


    Thank you Sharma ji, for transmitting an important message to writers of PH -
    through this thoughtful poem! 10+ It is unfortunate that the concerned people will not read this poem! ! I wish they did! I had once explained to an elderly poet on this forum that we should feel grateful to Poem Hunter for publishing our poems
    and celebrate the 'joy of writing'! I also adviced him not to run after popularity ratings -since this forum is certainly No Measure for literary standards! I requsted him to send a few poems to Bologi.com(where I had posted earlier) , where the Editor himself decides about posting of poems! With best wishes, & thanks!
    -Raj
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  • (12/19/2009 11:55:00 AM)


    You have very nicely written the happenings as they are and used such expressive phrases to highlight your soul's soothing sighs. Very nice work. arya (Report) Reply

  • (12/13/2009 8:25:00 AM)


    no two of us god made alike...how true sir...comparison in creativity is the most absurd thing in the world..this goes into my favs (Report) Reply

  • (12/8/2009 2:53:00 AM)


    So true C.P. There is much bliss in
    just being a poet. I think I would create
    if there was no one to hear me but
    the sparrows. But I do appreciate
    those who take the time to read my work.

    Always your friend,

    Sandra
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  • (12/6/2009 4:36:00 PM)


    I do it for fun, and nothing more
    And honestly, one write better when poor. :)

    I like this poem much. It is fitting. I guess I too am to be blamed, since I request critiques much, . but honestly, I just want to know im getting better at poetry.
    I do it, because I love it. :) . so should all.

    I think the childish bickering is nothing more than childish bickering and NOT necessary.

    A good write sir.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 5, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 26, 2011


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