Tired Eyes Poem by ANJANDEV ROY
Tired Eyes
The great sonneteer
Has been writing since early morning,
He is very tired now,
It's time for him to sleep,
In spite of it he writes
An excellent piece with his sleepy eyes.
How will you explain it?
I have lost my words,
A poet is a poet all the time,
His poetic realm is always alert and active.
Sunday, May 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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5/4/2024 7:18:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A poet is active and alert all the time Not to find something nice But to construct something wise That meant everything for the life. Tiredness is what my body cries But the poetic heart within bubbles To bring out all that is within crescent On the canvas that has no limit Pouring of words are unlimiting And ever lavishing That has no bound But extending the sound That can be heard all the time. Awesomeness pouring of words that finds no bound.