It is like
an invisible worm
gnawing at the core
digging words,memories
making mountains from
mole hills of meanings
when the flood
becomes difficult
to contain
in the closed
chambers of the soul
I commit poetry !
an invisible worm
gnawing at the core
digging words,memories
making mountains from
mole hills of meanings
when the flood
becomes difficult
to contain
in the closed
chambers of the soul
I commit poetry !
Hey! I got to know about your blog through ModPo site. I read this poem and couldn't help myself from "following you". In very few lines you have managed to beautifully bring out the essence of being a poet. I love the magic your words created.
ReplyDeleteThanks Anukriti !so it is a small world indeed !thanks for following the blog and liking the poem.the magic comes from the muse,I am just a medium :-)
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कृपया मेरे ब्लॉग"meri kavitayen" की नवीनतम पोस्ट पर भी पधारें , आभारी होऊंगा.
thank you Mr.Shukla !
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