I wanted to write a poem
Wanted to tell a tale
But knew not how to rhyme
No words I could avail
I looked toward the sky
Said a heartfelt prayer
God said: ‘Open your eye
And see my creations rare'
I thanked him and looked around
To feel the flowing waters
To read the blowing wind
To see the mist and mounts
The bright beauteous flowers
The sweet swimming fish
The cute flying birds
Grass so green and lush
The starlets and the moon
That glitter in the sky
Oh God! These are Thy boon
The morn and milky rays
All these I can see
All things I can feel
All I can write
And sing songs with zeal
All these seem to sing
Songs my heart unheard,
Words so muse so long,
That makes my mind revered
A poet and his heart
Can never rest or sleep
Oh God! Thanks a lot
Thy wealth, a precious heap!
27 03 08
yet another wonderful poem.. one can not think and then write.. the words get thr own flow.. i simply love the poem :)
A perfect reminder to me Of Robert Frost's lines... 'Life is tons of discipline. Your first discipline is your vocabulary; Then your grammar and your punctuation Then, in your exuberance and bounding energy You say you're going to add to that. Then you add Rhyme and meter. And your delight is in that power.” Started with a prayer for a Rhyme Squared with a wonderful Theme. It all sounds like a chime. I like it, i like it and i like it. A very good read. Thank you, dear poet.
Poetry can always be found in God's handiwork. Lovely, Kesav. Warmest regards, Sandra
Subjectivation of surrounding objects is equal to poetry and add pinch of exalted –true-viewed-vibe’ makes poetry great…and Sir here you made it… 10+hf Ms. Nivedita UK
A true blessing of God. I think Its nature, the main creative force, that sprinkles poetry. I can say this poem a prelude to poetry. Deserves 10 as always the most of your poems, Kesav. Best Regards Naseer
a true feel before starting to write poems.......thanks for share...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
precious... yes...usha, poets must be vigilant in ensuring protection to our this environment... what rest? what sleep? ...