Scrutiny Poem by BASAB CHAUDHURI

Scrutiny

Every word I write is scrutinized by poetry —
whether it carries a sublime message
does not depend on the poet.

The sequence of words comes from an unknown place
the poet is unaware of.

Only the reader knows how a poem comes to life.
The poet is merely an onlooker;
he pleads with words for a little favor.

Often he goes to sleep with empty hands —
sad, forlorn —
not a poem, not a poem

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Words come. Are they mine? I reflect.
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