My Poems



1. Poetic Struggle

The words and sentences of unwritten poems

dance in my dreams forming different rhymes

From the unfathomable depths of unknown understanding

the formless sentences struggle to come with different meaning

The words and sentences change like shifting sands in desert

when formed rhythmically sound like melodious concert

As the rays of early morning sun pierce through clouds

the poems emerge from the  middle of mysterious shrouds

In the early brilliance of dawning light I grab pen and paper

as delay in putting  them will make them disappear in thin vapor

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