One Stanza Poems Poem by arvind shah

My Weekend Poems # 14
One Stanza Poems

Nothing, To Be.
The scattered bits and pieces: collect
assemble the mess leaving the intellect
be blessed, having all, but no ownership
in and out to become one with ' Nothing'
© Arvind Shah 0524

Poetry is silence
The word to lead to say
and lay the smooth way
from sound to silence
poetry is vibrating thence.
© Arvind Shah 0524

Sober Moon
Oh! rose, bloom in moonlight
decorate the sacred scared sober disc
for it merely keeps pulsating stars
devoid of any fragrance.
© Arvind Shah 0724

Compassionate Moon
Oh! the Moon though you are not, today
yet! keep alive, my inquisitive instinct
the urge on me, my hope to meet
gradually compassion comes to light.
© Arvind Shah 0724