O poet!
What should be your poem like?
How will you find your melodious voice,
on the feathers of imagination singing and rhyming,
beneath the blue sky of a choice-less choice?
One said,
“Where will the pain and joys blink?
Where will desire and longings dance?
Where will the day and night sing?
Where will the earth and sky meet?
Were will the dreams take up wings?
In the poems, of course.
Straight from the heart and ever flowing,
the poem is spontaneity of emotion.
What is its format? What is its length?
Such things hardly matter.
In the air like a freely floating balloon,
can a reader relish without any bother,
in wit, humor, drama, or action,
weaving fantasy, full of attraction? ”
The Other said,
“No elaboration, no explanation!
Leave it to the reader’s comprehension,
engage him to figure out the hidden meaning,
the thoughts and emotions subtly ringing.
Brief and succinct, mysterious or abstract,
less said is to be better, providing much more impact.
The poem is suspense, subject to many interpretations,
engagement of the mind and heart in one session.”
O poet!
What one or the other says, you shouldn't care,
from the millions of shades come your notes like a flare.
Consider them rushing naturally and be wise.
Just try, adjust and synchronize.
O poet!
How will you find your melodious voice?
on the feathers of imagination singing and rhyming,
beneath the blue sky of a choice-less choice:
what is not imposed from anywhere,
but rather automatic, spontaneous, bursts forth in the air.
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