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...who is a POET??...he is...but a dethroned king sitting among the ashes of his palace trying to fashion an image out of the ashes...
..he is the poorest of the poor..yet he carries an oasis in his heart cultivated by the caravan of his thinking...he is a pauper..but he still pretends to be a ' prince ' in the kingdom of his vivid imagination..
..he only sings when he is starving for he cannot sing if his mouth be filled with food...
..he only raises his hand to beg for he cannot raise his hands if it be filled with gold...
..his wealth is his winged imagination and fictive power to think...and ' thinking ' always acts for him as the stumbling stone to ' poetry '... :) ;)
..he is a tree watered by the river of beautiful thoughts..and carries in his heart a lamp unconquered by darkness..
..yes..he seeks NIRVANA..not by counting coins of gold..but in leading his sheep to greener pasture..in seeking a smile from humanity...in putting his child to sleep..and in writing the last line of his poem... :)

...he will be unheard until humans honor the dead and forget the living..for then only upon his ' death '... ' he ' will rule their hearts...and his kingdom will have no ending... :) :) ;)
..TO HAVE GREAT POETS..THERE MUST BE GREAT AUDIENCES TOO... :)

Tuesday 12 May 2020

so many years


so many years
painting the seven colours
and still the color black
stains my brush
so many years
sleeping with the moon
and still moonless nights
plagues my sky
so many years
under the burning sun
and still a serpentine darkness
coils my skin
so many years
composing ballads
and still a blank canvas
envelopes my hide
so many years
writing, seeking solace
in words
and still am a wound
living on blood
so many years
writing poems
and still am an unknown hermit
hungry for words
so many years
dancing in the rain
and still a raging desert
lives in my clothes
so many years
carving statues of women
and still my women
are made up of paper
and still my women
are made up of paper 
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3 comments:

Yoshay said...

Love this! Beautifully written. It resonates so well with me. Keep writing!

14 May 2020 at 04:01
Jerly said...

Felt sad!!! Beautifully captured!!!

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4 June 2020 at 07:51
Anonymous said...

It's beautiful..... The glorified futility of life .

27 January 2024 at 01:26

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