Pen and poetry
The poem is not verse alone
But worldly heaven
Where you can rest
With troubled mind and enjoy best
Some poets make it heavy
By adding metaphors to add beauty
But it goes beyond reach
Of normal readers mad faith no result
Poetry is prayer
Simple mean to tot ace you somewhere
Where there is only solution
And leaves behind no confusion
The heart cries
With pain and that varies
With each ups and down
Of pinching pain
The pen shakes
With all takes
Of human misery
So is called poetry
The pen shakes With all takes Of human misery So is called poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well defined by your poetic lines! - Raj 4 hours ago by RAJ NANDY to Pen and poetry