On the cross-roads
of eternal being and
momentary indulgence.
of ultimate infinity
and a profound incompleteness,
of joyous sorrow and
sorrow-ful joy,
....takes birth a poet,
every now and again.
very true and alas a POET IS BORN the sun has risen. +++++++10 regards anjali
..to remain perhaps eternal in many minds...good concept...well brought out...poetic, Sarvesh...10
On the cross roads we pen down our book of life, chanting the words by the readers till eternity. a 10.
True said Sarvesh.........10++++ more is- Some are born, some are made, some are thurst upon them. Poets has been developing society/civilization,
this poem is very composed with a little play of words & a vast meaning in thought.
well penned.....true to its depth.......luved it........thanx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very very well conveyed with so little words