I feel sometimes life's so prosaic
To render it some color, a poem should happen
To give wings to dreams, to add sapor
To moments, ideas hover in the arc of thoughts
Like birds so willful not easy to catch
And to put in the cage of words
Reflections awry all go astray
Not following a fixed path
Are loath to be chained in rhymes
Hopes of writing a poem are dashed
My thoughts dance like ghosts on my desk!
sometimes it is worth waiting for the words to come as eventually they will a good write
Wow Beautiful lines Jasmine...My thoughts dance like ghosts on my desk....Interesting to read your lovely poem.
It is a free expression.Read holy Qur'an Surah..Nahal(16: 125) and try to convey feelings.Muses will push out ghosts. Just comment on my poem Who is God?
A wonderful poem indeed..i really really liked it..your poems are as beautiful as your name..
.... and a beautiful poem has emerged! You have successfully 'encaged' the bird of words! A very enjoyable read!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems are subtle feelings in words And feelings are the threads that together make life, good or bad or prosaic as you put it. I would certainly want to catch those ghosts of thoughts. Well done. Just Beautiful. Mohabeer Beeharry