To Be A Poet Poem by wardha jawdat
To Be A Poet
To speak of love as did Yeats,
to be immersed in longing as was Keats
To see it in the trance of Shallot
To follow it as did Lancelot
To feel like Shakespeare, Byron, Wordsworth or Keats
Would be the completion of this wanderers dream
To be able to, but for a breath
Inhale the rythymn of their epithet.
I would, i declare live but to die and then again
Be reborn, be remodelled...refashioned again
A pagan, nomadic, wild soul
Entwined with nature; blossomed whole.
24th march 2008
A delightful piece; be sure to remain true to your inner self - being a poet means putting oneself at risk, so don't let the arrows of criticism pierce your 'writing' heart; nicely conceived.
My gut feeling says that there is lot more in store; please share all of it Best-rehan
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5/5/2024 8:47:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The wish in the last lines is commendable, the way the thought is bent to the main theme is simply superb. the style is, as usual, confident with good lines in tythme 10 from me