Anybody can write
a poem but only
a few poets can
make it speak, and
it is in the shelter
of this hope I live.
I am a poet
but I don’t write poems
poetry writes me.
It squeezes my soul
and bestows
the pen of peace
with the ink of my core
and fosters my consciousness
with the beauty
of the nature
and the compassion
of the civilization
and liberates it
from the
optical delusion
of revulsion
and the ugly
façade
of the materialism.
Well, however it is produced, this is definitely POETRY! I really enjoyed the idea of the muse truly being the one in control...forcing those ideas out. Really good piece here!
Well written. You might try breaking the last line into two:
facade
of materialism.
In that way the rhythm remains entact and it empathizes the word facade.
Bhuwan the Messenger has delivered another pearl! We are thankful for the wisdom extracted and lifted from your spirit, then laid down so eloquently and wonderfully shared.
Fantastic! I agree; my intent was to go to a track meet for blind children today but, instead, I doubled over in pain. Al took Doogie but while they were gone I put all the pages together for an inspirational book entitled, "I Found You." Never before have I been able to assemble a book, down to the index, in eight hours time! Obviously, Someone else had other plans for me today :)!
Sandy
Firstly, Bhuwan, you don't live in the shelter of your aspirations; yo live in the VAST MANSIONS of them and fulfill them completetly!! Secondly, this idea of the soul being squeezed to write fascinates me as I think it expresses so well the "just have to" factor that many scribes feel. Thirdly, I'm having thoughts about how the urge is expressed: you are a "peacemaker" and your pen speaks peace; I have felt myself to be a "birther" at times and, to me, often writing a poem is like a "birthing"! Hey, perhaps getting a bit graphic and heavy here, and perhaps it's a boy/girl thing anyway!? But fourthly, I just admire your ability to encapsulate such profound thoughts with such brevity and deftness... something that NEVER works with me! I shall endeavour to sit at your feet and learn, Master Muse. Thank you. Kate xx
This was outstanding Bhuwan, and so true, you are a master at poetry!
Reindeer
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
Reviewed on May 11, 2004
Bhuwan,
You are poetry my sweet friend...
"Anybody can write
a poem but only
a few poets can
make it speak, and
it is in the shelter
of this hope I live.
I am a poet
But I don’t write poems
Poetry writes me.
It squeezes my soul
and bestows
the pen of peace
with the ink of my core
and feed my consciousness
with the beauty
of the nature
and the compassion
of the civilization
and liberates it
from the
optical delusion
of revulsion
and the ugly
façade of the materialism. "
SMILES is what I always get when i read you of course unless its serious or painful but then you poet always leave emotions touched...
Benisons for my friend and poet of compassion and love. Your verse here tells the story in your heart. It is dedicated to peace, love and harmony. I've missed you too Bhuwan. Been redecorating the office so the computer has been disconnected.
Love, Peace & harmony,
Susan
Reviewed by ya mama (Reader)
Reviewed on May 11, 2004
"it took me years to realize that the poem is smarter than i am."
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make it speak, and
it is in the shelter
of this hope I live.
That about sums it all up. Totally!
blessin's
cynth'ya lewis reed
Excellently Done !
TRASK
facade
of materialism.
In that way the rhythm remains entact and it empathizes the word facade.
Anthony
Sandy
very well explained
and cosmiclly felt
yes Bravo!!!
Just knowing you is in itself a blessing.
:)
Ch'erie
REAL POTRY WRITE ONE'S
SOUL
wILLIAM
stunning! perfectly captured! BRAVO!!!! :)
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
workings of a true poet! Splendid poem!
Debs##
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Your heart and soul are beautiful my friend!!
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :D
Sorry if I haven't been by in a while; forgive me??
Greetings.
You are a truly gifted human being! May your priceless poetry always squeeze your tender soul! Beautiful poetry Poet! Bravo!
My Deepest Respects and Admiration.
Thomas Lanechanger
Reindeer
You are poetry my sweet friend...
"Anybody can write
a poem but only
a few poets can
make it speak, and
it is in the shelter
of this hope I live.
I am a poet
But I don’t write poems
Poetry writes me.
It squeezes my soul
and bestows
the pen of peace
with the ink of my core
and feed my consciousness
with the beauty
of the nature
and the compassion
of the civilization
and liberates it
from the
optical delusion
of revulsion
and the ugly
façade of the materialism. "
SMILES is what I always get when i read you of course unless its serious or painful but then you poet always leave emotions touched...
Lots love n Prayers and Blessings
Lady Peg
Love, Peace & harmony,
Susan
--Charles Simic
***One makes a poem speak, when she/he realizes that she/he is a Poem written by Eternal Mother, The Great Poet.***
On this fifty-first day of Spring I Salute You, Sublime Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
a poem but only
a few poets can
make it speak
Your poems always Speak Volumes, Bhuwan!