The poem comes
at one go when
it cud no longer contain
the claustrophobic confines,
when it yearns for light
air n vast spaces... And
it's then that it compels me... possesses me into
a hypnotic action to push
me aside to find its way...
Very true! such is the strength of the muse...quite a familiar idea related to poetic conception and delivery, presented in your own peculiar crisp style!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poem creation, a compulsive and hypnotic action. Nicely captured.