Indeed they were very good twins,
they were born together played together and grown up together.
One who was elder, a couple of hours only, but mightier,
when he became a poet
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what can i say //a romantic poet wants and has his way// philosophers today are remnants of the past..//most have perished fast ///only poets as twins last// females mostly as you say// but males also have eared your ears/// like the couple here you hear.....you have also read many of mine ////and a few well known Indian poets and ah we happen to be males mistake not not females in garbs of males
A beautiful poem that captures the essence of being a Poet and Poetry.In Poetry we can dwell on many things, so encompassing that our mind can travel into the farthest distance. Our imagination can create wonders that even the Poet is awed at his creation.
Wow, a magnificent write. Akhtar Jawad is both a Poet and a Philosopher A two in one mind, a product of having high and rich imagination.
So you agree it's a love poem. How can I burn my love poem? With it, love will also be turned into ashes. By the way, what is I am unaware. Your imagaination is so powerful my dear poet Akhtar. very fine poem poet, philosopher, . love poems and. thank u. tony
Very interesting poem. Even when the world is viewed with a different angle, something common exists at its very core. That core essence is love.
Indeed they were very good twins, they were born together played together and grown up together. One who was elder, a couple of hours only, but mightier, when he became a poet the younger a philosopher, ....nice beginning. Beautiful poem with nice imaginary.