Writing a poem is
Stepping into endlessness
A moment ago
You are in time;
And return to time
Once the pen is still!
Poem is a beam of permanence
Flashing in mind,
With no shadow cast,
But throbbing words,
With life imbued.
To light up many a mind
Like stars of night
As long as time lasts,
And beyond, perhaps…
Writing a poem is
Stepping into endlessness
A moment before
You are nothing;
And after –
You are the same thing.
It is that moment which matters
Between time and time,
Between silence and silence
When eternity hugs time
And words kiss the deepmost silence.
Writing a poem is
Stepping into endlessness
The whole concept of time in your poetry is so apt. 'To light up many a mind like stars of night as long, as time lasts and beyond, perhaps' and 'when eternity tugs time and words kiss the deep most silence'. Such amazing imagery abhilash and I could relate to so much of this. Excellent! Karin Anderson
abhilash, stepping into poetry you are endless in surprise.. thank you this is...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Writing a poem is Stepping into endlessness I too agree.Completely.10r.