A Poet's Stirred Heart Poem by LALATENDU KABI

A Poet's Stirred Heart

Beneath the sun, O poet wise,
Your heart paints dreams in endless skies,
A canvas vast, a vision free,
With open doors to destiny. (1)

Hour by hour, you sip the night,
Roaming cities bathed in light,
Village to village, name to name,
You remember each all the same. (2)

With leaves that fall and quarrels loud,
You build your castles in the cloud,
You ride pond side trees all so tall,
You played there once, and remember all. (3)

All men's sorrows you embrace,
And write them all in hurried pace,
From poet's soul, in whispers bright,
Verses pour in golden light. (4)

Yet every breath and fleeting pain,
Moves your restless hand again,
But who is here to hear and write,
Of you who writes for all and cries! (5)

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