There was no earth
no moon, no sun, no star
the canvas was quite blank.
Your solidarity was impassionate
preponderence of your lyrical voice
burst into tears, flooded the canvas
manifestation of your soulful emotion
came across the live poetry
festivity of new creation made you to smile
and pervaded the entire canvas.
Oh, the Great Poet!
did you start the creation
with your poetic version
impugned with tears and smiles.
Your hollowness created
several stars and planets
some glowing, some scarlet
your maya diffused over the canvas
like the bubble; thus your poetry
started tinkling with seven sounds
entwined with love, peace, joys, sorrows
glamour, pain and salvation.
Music sprouted from your poetry
spouted throughout the canvas
jingled with your enormous flavor
you invigorated each fusion of your music
the entire creation started warbling
in your praise to explore your presence
contd.............
This is beautiful! I feel my poem God's Kind of Poetry has close rescemblance to your poem! Enjoyed much!
Your hollowness created several stars and planets If hollowness can hide so many wonders what fullness will contain! Beautiful poem. Thank you.
Loved it. Written so beautifully you have given new voice to ancient thought. Thank you for sharing.
i know Ramesh Rai as a thinker poet like Dr.Iqbal, and this poem is another candle lit by him in the dark when we are unable to see anything. Great wrtie.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poetry is the outcome of poet's condensed emotion..Loved reading.