A Mystery Poem by abhimanyu kumar.s
A Mystery
Mysterious growth in my lines
Deep words drafting over and over
Had an impression of poetry
Have a will to do it.
Chapters carve a chapter
By order replacing new
My thoughts over love
Most profound pages
Imprintedvoyages and wave
Build my poetry of mystery.
I never knew that I will
Become one day
A poet of love in love
A poet of society for society.
Still am not a recognized one
Not as my best Eliot
But have faith in almighty
That, a day will come when
I and my mysterious lines
Will strike the heart of one and all.
your title and matter sound your mystery. well done i rate this 9
Wow thats so brillant...what ive read so far is 10 to everthing ive read so far...bravo
poet of love, poet of society surely you and your poems will be good work10
This is very true. Writers and poets wish to be famous and known. You are already! This is the truth and this is not a mystery. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing.
Every poet is unknown at the beginning and at the end. He lives in the middle only. Very nice lines.
I never knew that I will Become one day A poet of love in love A poet of society for society. ________________________________ I think many of us are amazed to become poets, and are grateful for the chance to share. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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She inspires more than we think -whereever She is drawn to thought -be it so -so let Her loose to sing whereever she finds The poetry of the rhythm section she will Come to embrace all of its nuance A good thing: true spirit and true humanity About our poetry is its nature that survives the Writer, the reader and the poem truly fate-less Let them eternally spin and weave every Observation Into its mirror and its darkness -whole