My Conversation Withapoem. Poem by Bharati Nayak

You are in lines and words In stanzas or in unfinished paragraphs Sometimes you are apparent Sometimes hide in a veil.......nice envision. A beautiful poem is well executed. Thanks for sharing.

O Poem You are my self talk My secrets, untold My pains, hidden My laughter, repressed My dreams, unrealized My fears, lurking My stories, unfolding.....excellent poem writing; poem is life, breath, veins everything for poet; superbly expressed the theme; pleasure to read

Lovely conversation with a poem and very aptly described... And like you I also read, even repeat reading some poems from your book, , , just as you dig out some old poems from the old. It is good not to upload a new poem.... all the best

Not to speak is terrible, but this graceful presence, as result of your coversation with a poem, is tenfold better, Congratulations with your brand-new poem, dear poetess! A 10 and much much more for the poem.

Poetry is so wonderful. sometimes it comes near and disappear at once, sometimes stay near for long, sometimes hangs like dreams. You have described the approach of poetry and its manifestation...10

You always seem unreachable You come near but When I extend my hand You disappear.....Loved the philosophy of the poetess. A wonderful write. Top score and to my favourite.

Sometimes you are apparent Sometimes hide in a veil. When I extend my hand.. You disappear.... //.... The mysticism of a poet's world nicely interpreted. The hand behind it is so unpredictable. Sometimes it comes without effort with its graceful presence to write down a composition. Thanks.

I so relate to the close of this poem, Bharati. Yes, we are graced with poems when mere effort on our part can produce not a line worth saving. -Glen

I'm sure it depends on the poet, but this seems to say YOUR poems are quite varied in content, & in the amount of ease or difficulty you have in composing them. Your title (the 'Withapoem') i think shows that PH has once more been up to its tricks! To MyPoemList. bri :)

Secrets! ! Hidden pains of love and life. 🤗 Thanks for sharing this poem with us.