THOUGHTS OF A POET

Thoughts come like showers in my mind,
I capture those into words,
As I write my heart out...
Every thought a vision in itself,
Cradled within, my emotions,
In the crowd I walk.

Immersed in those deep engrossing thoughts,
Are life’s meaning, trials and tribulations,
Overcometh or will foresee
Cooping all or set them free.

Thoughts of poets are precious,
Every single one, judicious;
Playful, melancholic or serious,
Jubilant, cryptic or even monotonous,
Missing any, is like a heart break,
Poet’s purpose - write unhindered!

Silence and solitude beckons
The poet in me, to pick up my pen.
But a poet's life is such
Even in crowd, he finds silence.

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