The Poet Poem by Jay P Narain

The Poet



The days may be long with the routine work,
But the nights are always short and charming,
The day's work is to keep me living,
The night's charm is to keep me intoxicated with the love of poems.

When the sun sets and everyone goes to sleep,
I peer at the millions of stars blinking in the sky,
My mind blinks with the little shining stars,
I am wide awake hearing the song of my heart.

Who says you can see mirage only in hot day light,
The mirage of love dances before me whole night,
The dream of me and my lover united in eternal love,
Keeps me restless and churning emotions inside me.

I want to live in the loving world; I want to see everyone happy,
My heart bleeds when I see someone lonely and unhappy,
The drugs, wars, and political greed drive me insane,
I wonder sometimes whether we can all live in peace and harmony.

The emotions I try to etch on a piece of paper,
May take a while to engrave,
But the mural I paint with tears, emotions and my heart,
Will be there for you to share and feel as a poem from my heart.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ted M 31 July 2009

There's a beautiful human being in you by itself is something.

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