To A Poet Poem by Subroto Chatterjee
To A Poet
Send out the word
The Poet is rising
If thou has not overheard,
Tis poetry’s new uprising!
Each silver of thy mane
Shows a hoary journey;
A life of fun and game,
Sporting drama and irony.
There’s a message in thy mail,
Straight from one’s heart;
Ere the mind may fail,
And its meaning falls apart.
The pain of love’s labor,
Is borne by those who know,
And the Poet does you favor
With happiness in tow.
Now send out the word again,
The Poet has arisen!
None shall go back in vain,
Earth’s love thou shall imprison!
21st April 2009
Copyright © SC
bengal is a tresure of poets and poems........one more poet arise from there. and the world is here to see.
To the poet So beautiful! Every poets emotions are thoroughly captured in this piece! So so beautiful
Ae aasman apni bulandi se hoshiyaar le sar utha rahe hain kisi aastan se hum.......... Sky beware of your heights, i raise my head through a window............ gud write sir
A 'happy poet when he rises', bring joy and hope and many suprises! 10+ -Raj Nandy
'Now send out the word again, The Poet has arisen! None shall go back in vain, Earth’s love thou shall imprison! ' Marvelous,10++
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and when the poet rises and flees the iron bars of the tongues that once did hold him in the markets and baazars he looks around in wonder at the bars that once did hold for the tongues that once did hold him are turning now to gold................................sing poet sing............wojj