Deep ocean of poetry

Sunday,30th June 2019

 

I am an old junk

and remain sunk

in the deep ocean of the poetry

I feel so deep under the influence of divinity

Poetry flows in the vein

and the impact is seen

the words flow like river water

and change the course later

 

Why do I feel so?

and go

by the spirit of its power

it always comes to me in the form of shower

 

I don't look back

or stack

the claim for its emergence

it makes me feel spirited one at once

 

life might turn short

and may not allow me to reach the port

but I never try to resort to any short cut

the poetry has made deep root

 

I receive the reader's feeling

and force me more to have an inkling

I feel from deep within

that I am after all the small human being

 

Hasmukh Mehta

Courtesy: Queer Indigenous woman

 

Http///www.poemhunter.Hasmukh Amathalal