I am a poet, i love to invoke the muse to sing to me words of truth and divine that'll flow into the world and eternally shine like the glittering diamonds
once dug out from the deepest mine
i am a poet, i never beat my wings in the void forever love to parse every matter and call a spade a spade oft times, it may seem bitter and down the spine send a shiver
among the liars and the imposters
i am a poet, i often soar into the universe with the flight of my imagination and sit and talk with the sun and moon and stretch and bend at the space station often swim against the tides
and dive into the deepest part of the ocean
to collect the precious pearls and gems hidden into the deepest oceanic cavern since a time, to which everyone's unknown often I sit in the lap of the serene nature where butterflies flutter in the morn and bees serenade to woo the blooming flower
or crickets sing as soon the sun turns crimson
i am a poet,
i often walk into the heart of a sandy desert
to listen to the wind when it madly sings and reveals it's heart like a frenzied lover who hopefully awaits his love's return on the new morn at the rise of the nascent sun often do I spend an afternoon with an oasis and listen to the birds chirp sitting on the brook's chassis.
i am a poet, I often slip into my beloved's heart and woo-fully recite my poetry to her heart's content.
©Prafulla Kr. Panda, India.
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