Is there any relation between a pen and a poet?
Only a pen knows,
Not the poet.
The pen knows,
Because it's being used.
The poet does not,
Because his mind is fused.
Poet's mind is fused in his poetry,
Pen's body, is in touch,
With the poet's mind's dictionary.
This is how the pen knows the relation,
Not the poet,
Whose mind is in the poetry...
Everyone must be stopped from being used.
Or else,
Users will be the puppets,
Of their Do's.
A lovely well penned piece of poetry. I like the articulation and insight of the poem as it captured its essence and the poet's conviction. A beautiful poem indeed. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up.
Nowadays, a pen has been rendered redundant by the upcoming technology. Previously, the poets used a quill to write poetry, then a pen and now he uses the keyboard of his computer/ laptop/cellphone. A more recent technology is G-board instead of the keyboard, which can type by voice detection through the internet. One doesn't need to type, s/he can type simply by speaking the words!
Everyone must be stopped from being used. Or else, Users will be the puppets, Of their Do's...... at the end there is your philosophy. liked your cogitation on pen and the poet....... thank u dear poetess. tony
This was recommended to me by my friend, Pam Sinicrope. And I shall thank her now for that. I've just included another of your poems about your Grandfather in my list of favourites. I do have a feeling that if the pen isn't right my poems won't come out. We must recognize the teamwork involved. I believe it is very real. Oddly enough mine is now my laptop. The sketches only take shape when I start typing out the rough notes and I begin to see the shapes more clearly. I hope that doesn't sound silly to you. This is another in my favourites ' list. I shall watch your progress with great interest. Pam is right to recognize your talent.
thank you so much sir... i feel encouraged... i have no words to express how happy i feel to read beautiful comments by so good poets..! that i always end up typing thank you so much Sir/Ma'am..for reading my poem and for the lovely remarks. And I'm so thankful to Pamela Ma'am...I really am.: -)
As artists we say a an artist is only as good as their tools. A Poet, is more independent from their pen, more cerebral. But you have personified that pen; made it an assistant to the poet. Something about the caress of those fingers. Lovely words, lovely poem! As Pamela said keep writing!
Thank You so much ma'am... for reading my poem and for the lovely remarks. :)
What an interesting philosophical delight you've presented! The relationship between poet and pen has been long thought about, written about, talked about. What took your poem to a higher level, in my opinion, is the final closing stanza. You really do have quite a talent. I hope you will keep writing, posting, and submitting your work. Well done, Asavri.
Thank you so much Ma'am for reading my poem and for the beautiful remarks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Amazing, a teen aged girl is so much thoughtful! It's really a thoughtful poem.............10