A Poet's Dilemma With Truth Poem by Khairul Ahsan
A Poet's Dilemma With Truth
Whatever the poet's eyes see,
And his mind imagines,
And his pen elaborates,
Or whatever is written,
In his unseen note book,
Are all true and beautiful?
The poet knows deep in his heart,
The colorful lotus that dances afloat,
Has her root anchored in the dirty mud.
Only above water she blossoms from the bud.
'Beauty is truth, truth beauty',
Poets glorify beauty with truth.
knowing or not, the root of beauty,
May lie buried in ugliness, in sooth.
Dhaka
06 July 2013
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Such a magnificent work............thank u............anjandev roy.
@Anjandev Roy, Delighted to have you visit my page and appreciate the poem. Much inspired by the kind words.
Excellent! Many a lesson to be learned by this one. Well written out in thought to give light to the reader. Loved it, thank you! Deborah Cromer
Thank you so much, Deborah Cromer for your thoughtful appreciation of my poem. I am highly inspired by your kind words.
Thank you Bipasha, for digging out this poem and sharing your thoughts on it. Glad to have your comment.
Secret truth of the old literarily highlighted. It takes a bold poet's heart and gallant brow to undertake the adventure of throwing lights on a theme as sacred. Much kudos, wordsmith.
Thank you very much, dear poet Chukwuma Ndububa! Your kind appreciation of my poem has boosted my morale very high. Particularly, I liked your calling me a 'wordsmith'.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Once again this is good writing. I would like to make a comment though without being critical of the poem. Truth is always beauty, always has been, always will be. Beauty, however, is not always truth. Beauty is sometimes merely skin deep. Sometimes we need to look beneath the surface. Many unattractive people have hearts of gold, that's where their beauty lies, deep within. Dirt, mud, clay, earth, may seem ugly but they sustain micro-organisms without which mankind would perish. even the ugly things on earth have their inner beauty, you just have to peep beneath the surface. While i don't entirely agree with the...beauty is truth.... element of your poem, it still sends out a powerful message. An enjoyable read.