A philosopher passes life in thinking,
A politician learns the art of weighing,
They speak only after a mental fatigue
But a poet is a victim of nature's intrigue,
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Beauty when touched its sleeping waves, Deep in the ocean from the unseen caves, A propagated wave started its dance, It's not a poem it's thirst of romance, Beautiful lines. I love them ! ! A compressed write full of meaning! A 10
Exceptionally beautiful reflection on how a poem comes into being and how it takes shape as compared to various shades of nature around us. Thank you, Akhtar Jawad Sahab. Deep in the ocean from the unseen caves, .....It's not a poem it's thirst of romance,
It's not a poem it's thirst of romance -the very truth behind every poet's inclination towards poetry.You've described the depth behind a poet's passion.