Why all the faces
Look strange to me
I feel alone in the crowd
And to myself I can't see
Why there is not
A home for me to live
No one is there to help
When I try a nest to weave
Am I a stranger or
They are not known faces
With their sharp words
My heart is full of gnashes
I wish my end to
Come and let me finish
A story I have written so far
There is none I would miss
the third part now read as continuation please....I boast not you may or may not believe it's your mind that must feel what kinda poet poet me can be and since you have read me before you will yourself assure poetry comes only from with in words automatically flow yes they do like this I compose with out a thought Is it not poetry If not then tell me help me improve me a greater poet will one day you be yes you will be believe yourself not in me
Continued....So remember deprivation is the seed of emotional poetry a poem is one which brings tears in eyes not yours but theirs then relax as we bask in the sun of harmony thank s folks who read thee they are so loving and friendly and help you over come any deficiency you are poet believe me I have composed record-less poetry and as a pseudo poet am a rare celebrity contd again
You will be surprised to know that the nearest ones I love don't yet know I am a poet But since all of you read me so very lovingly it inspires me the Niagara falls through me and as my adopted child says o my did you compose it the Niagara will feel shy to know such a poet does exist....So CONTD...
Your poem expresses feelings that many of us have experienced at one time or another. But can you not feel the love of your poet family that gathers around you at times like these, to lift you up and hold you? It helps to let your feelings flow through your words. And be assured we will come to read them, and you'll never be alone.
My heartfelt gratitude for giving your valuable time to read my poem and giving wonderful comment. Feeling inspired. Thanks a ton.
A beautiful and poignant poem. Very well penned and thought provoking.10 +++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I never like to flatter a piece of work unless I feel it is beautiful...this is really a beautiful poem! I always appreciate indigenous expression that emanates from a poet and when a poet expresses his feelings through I'....I will never accept what you have articulated in the last stanza! Pray for your long life dear poet....(10)
That is great inspiration for me Sir. Thanks for wonderful review.