How To Write A New Poem Poem by Kumarmani Mahakul

''Walking on right path leads him heaven Peace arrives and poems he can pen. '' - these are great lines to complete your poem, and a great Ars Poetica.

Yes you might see the same thing daily but that is something nice to see in you, through you that each time you write you still can pull off many good things...and here also i learned of how those process going in your mind, to write a poem that steadily kind and peaceful as you always do :) sweet thought!

Yes Kumar, everything seems to repeat like day and night and birth and death....we see the same repeatedly...what we should try is to see the one sole supreme Power in all....once we reach that mental state everything then turns blissful....I always adore your spiritual thoughts and poems...this one is also well done...thank you

Yes, life is the sum effect of a course. One has to pick fruits of one's own actions. A well penned Poem with a profound message. Thanks for sharing..

I feel, there are shocks (mental, physical, spiritual) , trigger a poem inside me. Yes, you are right... everything is same... what should not be same is Awareness, individually and socially. for a righteous person, yes poems are fruits. beautiful

How to write a new poem? I couldn't find new things Whereever I see I find The same things in my mind. wonderful starting to the main poent, thanks for sharing,10

This is a problem faced by most of us! We find the subjects for writing poems exhausted! But in peace, when we sit meditating, we get the ability to write on many topics. Though the subjects may be old or frequently dealt with, still they will assume novelty and beauty when properly inspired! Great write!

Very inspiring indeed and the fact spelt out very honestly with regards to problems almost a composer faces while thinking and composing new poems when old and conventional topics get exhausted......outstanding....thanks for sharing......10

A pleasure to read and think @ your poem garden, headmaster... always inspiring and fruitful... Trees, sky, and water, soil Animals, humans, reptiles all I see same huts and edifices Life with frolic and tragic.

Kumarmani, you capture the struggle of each writer, poet, so well. And indeed...when the peace comes, those new words and ideas follow. A wonderful poem, Kumarmani.