A Cenotaph For My Unwritten Poems Poem by K. V. Venkataramana
A Cenotaph For My Unwritten Poems
Myriad poems
Took birth in my mind,
But a few of them
Died of my neglect.
Today, they have no memorials,
No epitaphs
And no identities of any kind.
So let this poem be
A cenotaph for them
Built with the bricks of my tears.
Very nice. Hopefully, you will take care and lot fewer future poems escape into nothingness.
very nice.......it took brith..and died in oblivion..very true
You have beautifully depicted the position of several poets! Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Myriad poems Took birth in my mind, But a few of them Died of my neglect. Today, they have no memorials, No epitaphs And no identities of any kind. So let this poem be A cenotaph for them Built with the bricks of my tears. - - - - - - So poignant - - - -so touching write- - - - - -A true poet will surely relate.