Why do we the poets write our poems? Is it because we love to look at the sky when the night is dark and the stars shine enchanting us? Is it because we love our muses the women and then we become sentimental? Is it because we suffer when we see the poor children walking on the streets looking for food? Is it finally, because we have mystics dreams and God and His angels are our best inspiration? Why, why do we the poets write our poems? Are we a type of mentally ill people or are we the most generous ones on the surface of the earth? You, poet, please, say it to me; you who are blessed by the muses presence, say it to me: why do we poets write our poems? ? ?
We write because we must. We cannot keep our poems bottled up inside us. Our brains would burst from our skulls. Splattered cerebral matter is not pretty on paper.
Thanks for sharing such a beautiful question - I asked several times to myself- answer was simple- to share our feelings with others which will satisfy our self.I am not a poet at all but I like black and white
A probing philosophical piece of poetry set aside for honest contemplation. Beautiful and well articulated poem written with insight. Thanks for sharing Adilson.
Thank you very much for your visit and nice words dear friend Chinedu! A great hug from Brazil!
Dear Mr Adilson, poetry is an art of expression, im not among great ones who write gorgeous poems with highest artistic value, I write because as part of human I do observation, then share thoughts, share idea, share love, compassion, curiosity... We do write as part of therapy where no ears care but hearts want to tell, and because of we are human... We do connection in every form with others, if this is illness then dont cure me from it, ill be more insane if my voice and wing tied..Adilson, thanks for provoking us with beautiful subject.
Fine curiosity. You may like to read my poem, Poetic Sense-1 in this regards. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Are we a type of mentally ill people or are we the most generous ones on the surface of the earth? i smiled when i read this line. my answer is: please tell me dear poet why we do write poems? it is easy to ask questions? anybody can ask questions.. but telling the answer is the most difficult part so tell me why?