A Poet Is Born Poem by sehdev sharma

A poet is Born
My mind surprised me today.
I could not find words for my emotions.
There was ample confusion,
Irrelevant diffusion,
Stress and strain,
Dry mind but emotional rain.
Mind requested every limb,
It wanted to say something,
Finally hands helped me,
Picked up a old dry pen,
Which could not write well,
Though gave impressions,
On a rotten paper,
And at end,
Few emotions I saw,
Crawling on the paper,
I closed my eyes.
This is how,
My first piece of poem,
Finally born.