I have a paper in my head
A pen in my heart
And words in my soul
Embedded with love and warmth
But wrapped in shattered heap....
I have a rhythm in my mind
A tune in my veins
And lyric in my mouth
Embedded with fun and chorus
But wrapped in shattered heap....
I have craziness in my nerve
A view in my eyes
And a image in my cerebrum
Embedded with colors and designs
But wrapped in shattered heap....
there will be more rhythm in one's passion if one composes poems which RHYME Silent poetry can't be heard here i came across a silent poet who does not comment but says his this and that is published who will believe him is he living in a FOOLS PARADISE only tell me NR
Let it break out, Naila. Beautiful poem. I love the passion. The seed of flower is so filled with the need to express beauty that it easily breaks through the cement of a parking lot to spout and bloom, standing lonely but straight shining its own magnificence.
I have a rhythm in my mind A tune in my veins And lyric in my mouth Embedded with fun and chorus.. you are a real poetess dear Naila . you are writing such poems at your very young age....... go on writing please. do not stop. you will become a great poetess.. tony
Thanx for reading......... You always inspire with your encouraging words! Naila
your poetry is exquisitely good i have read the latest of you thank you and posted one a warning for teens i have the darker side of the world seen 10 points for urs also NR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Naila, such a well penned poem......................10++++++++++++++
Thank you sir! Naila