Discoverers are thinkers,
the men having nerves with greater elastic limits,
their nerves can tolerate volumetric expansion
more than the common men.
Inventors are men capable of putting the thoughts and theories
into the practice.
A poet lives in love of the fantasies.
There is no elastic limit for a poet.
Most of the world is fantasies of poets
that have become facts.
Poetry is everywhere scattered,
it swims as ships above the sea
it works deep as submarines.
It runs on the roads and the rails,
it flies in the air thousands feet above the sea level.
And now it's boldly rising up in the endless space
looking for an inventor,
a writer who can rewrite the existing life.
Though not outstanding,
still I am happy that I am counted as a poet!
BRILLIANT! This magnificent write captures the very essence of poetry. Very encompassing. Beautifully crafted write.10++++and on to my Poem List
Lovely written Sir- A poet lives in love of the fantasies. There is no elastic limit for a poet. Most of the world is fantasies of poets that have become facts.
Poetry is everywhere scattered, it swims as ships above the sea it works deep as submarines. It runs on the roads and the rails, it flies in the air thousands feet above the sea level. And now it's boldly rising up in the endless space- - The power of poetry and its limitlessness so wonderfully expressed.
This is a fine description of your relation to poetry. You firmly believe that poetry will march on with or without you, but you are happy to be the vessel borrowed by poetry as it journeys forward. I like your notion regarding elasticity of one's perceptual field. Indeed, a heart that is open to poetry occupies a more expansive world.
Poetry is everywhere scattered, it swims as ships above the sea it works deep as submarines. It runs on the roads and the rails, .................. Beautiful lines! Yes, you can be proud that you are a renowned poet...... widely read and appreciated!
A poet lives in love of the fantasies. There is no elastic limit for a poet. Most of the world is fantasies of poets that have become facts.........so touching and true. Beautiful poem nicely delineated.10
A poet lives in love of the fantasies. There is no elastic limit for a poet..........So true! A wonderful poem! (10)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Akhtar, such a splendid marvelous poem......................10++++++++++++++++++