Sanjukta Nag

Gold Star - 21,168 Points (05-07-1992 / India)

You're The Poet, I'm Not - Poem by Sanjukta Nag

Every night you water my silent emotion
With your jar of supple alphabets,
By dawn it grows into
A flamboyant tree of romantic words.
Like tender breeze of autumn plays with
The blond hair of morning sun,
Your eyes play with the
Unfinished thoughts of my heart,
And convert them into scarlet poems of love.

Topic(s) of this poem: creation, imagination, love, poet, poetry

Form: Free Verse


Comments about You're The Poet, I'm Not by Sanjukta Nag

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/9/2015 2:24:00 AM)


    Yet another superb poem on nothingness........LOVED IT and love the way to write.....100 (Report) Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/9/2015 2:05:00 AM)


    Watering silent emotion is very amazing definitely. This is wise drafting shared converting experiences in to emotive poems. Wise in drafting.10 (Report) Reply

  • (11/9/2015 1:47:00 AM)


    whatever it is it sure makes lovely poetry
    thanks
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  • Vishal Sharma (11/9/2015 1:31:00 AM)


    you dont wanna talk to me okay allright,i am going (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 9, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, November 9, 2015


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