"How do I write a poem?",
A question irritating me from ages,
Never will leave my mind,
Even if my boss had increased my wages...
I sat on my bed,
Thinking how the format would be,
Shall I learn it from Tennyson or Bronte?,
But it does not matter to me...
When I stood at the balcony,
Sensing the warm air,
I thought to write a poem,
Nothing unfair...
"From the mountains of Himalayas,
Till the seas of the south,
That breeze had returned,
And I felt it in my mouth..."
But there was something wrong,
Not the 'SOUTH',
But how could I,
Feel air in my mouth...
I wrote it again,
Tried to make a clear version,
Didn't understand the words,
Are they in my recognition...
"The breeze from the mountains,
Crashing the rocks' surface,
Coming up to me,
And I felt physical force on my face..."
"How do I write a poem?",
A very confusing tale of mine,
You read and gave reviews,
And I am in cloud nine...
A question irritating me from ages,
Never will leave my mind,
Even if my boss had increased my wages...
I sat on my bed,
Thinking how the format would be,
Shall I learn it from Tennyson or Bronte?,
But it does not matter to me...
When I stood at the balcony,
Sensing the warm air,
I thought to write a poem,
Nothing unfair...
"From the mountains of Himalayas,
Till the seas of the south,
That breeze had returned,
And I felt it in my mouth..."
But there was something wrong,
Not the 'SOUTH',
But how could I,
Feel air in my mouth...
I wrote it again,
Tried to make a clear version,
Didn't understand the words,
Are they in my recognition...
"The breeze from the mountains,
Crashing the rocks' surface,
Coming up to me,
And I felt physical force on my face..."
"How do I write a poem?",
A very confusing tale of mine,
You read and gave reviews,
And I am in cloud nine...