A Cenotaph For My Unwritten Poems Comments

Myriad poems Took birth in my mind, But a few of them Died of my neglect. Today, they have no memorials, No epitaphs And no identities of any kind. So let this poem be A cenotaph for them Built with the bricks of my tears. - - - - - - So poignant - - - -so touching write- - - - - -A true poet will surely relate.

Very nice. Hopefully, you will take care and lot fewer future poems escape into nothingness.

very nice.......it took brith..and died in oblivion..very true

You have beautifully depicted the position of several poets! Thanks for sharing.