Poems Poem by Sumit Ganguly

Poems

Rating: 5.0


All poems have wings
May be each one sings
As a cascade or a weeping willow
Some Phoenix types always glow.
Imageries are their costumes
Full of coloured plumes
Where do they fly?
Only in the bright sky
Of a few
Posterity may be in a queue
For rebirth
Of the Bard of earth.
Most nominal birds get lost
In rain, heat or frost.
Oh the Muse of Life
My strife
Is to flow
Like you, today- tomorrow.

Monday, January 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ratnakar Mandlik 11 January 2016

Nice description of what a poet thinks about poems in general and poems penned by him in particular. Insightful write. Enjoyed the poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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Abhilasha Bhatt 11 January 2016

A sweet poem...liked it...thank you for sharing :)

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