This floating clouds on the wind above
And flowing river from the stream of the mount
When passing thoughts settles in mind
It makes us restless to write.
You don't put efforts to flush out mind
The words flow seamlessly and settle down
And then you ponder how it happened?
You have no control nor its yours
It goes into the hands of readers.
Many topics feature at work,
Real, fiction, art, nature and human traditions
Meaningful, nonsense and philosophical.
People come and go like day and night
But what remains is you the Poetry,
Shining bright like daylight and
Silent and quite like dark nights.
This is true, writing at times can feel like a calling, something one has to do, or express. Very eloquently said!
People come and go like day and night But what remains is you the Poetry, Shining bright like daylight and Silent and quite like dark nights. Fantastiq.
Profound..People come and go like day and night But what remains is you the Poetry,
Truly fantastic ode to poetry. No matter what we do it is regardless of everything else./
Beautiful poem. Poetry is really a written mystery, very spiritual and unexplainable, like music. Here you have rendered your own feeling and vision on poetry which is personal and lovely. Thankyou for this sincere poetic work,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delightful poem!