Birth Of A Poem Comments

I don't know wherefrom the poems come.but they come when u think some thing to write about as a message to others dear Organ.Nice poem penned.

An excellent informative write.... admired!

Well conceived and nicely crafted with artistic brilliance. An insightful piece nicely put together.

A beautiful thought.Enjoyed reading it.

I think poems come from many places. Thousands of little things that happen can trigger ideas for poems. Sometimes poems just seem to write themselves, the thoughts and ideas come so quickly. Other times a vague idea is there, but I can't put it into a poem. Sometimes I have a couple of good lines as the start (or an ending) for a poem, but can't come up with other good lines to go with them. I have maybe 20 part-poems right now waiting to be finished. A couple of years ago, or maybe just less than that, maybe only one year, I had the first six lines of what I intended to be an eight-line poem running around in my head. I was so excited because I thought that this would be the best poem that I (or anyone else, in my opinion) had ever written. I only needed those other two lines. I had just finished thinking that I should write those six lines down so I wouldn't forget them and then work on the other two lines later, when something happened to distract me (I don't remember what) and later I could remember that I had six lines of a new poem, but couldn't remember them, nor even what the subject of the poem had been! So frustrating. I never did remember those six lines or what the poem had been about. Moral: When you get an idea, write it down!

Nice poem, with little questions. fact is, there should be a soft mind to catch feelings in form of poem

This is a poem of GENESIS in more than one way. In a sense you are describing poetry BEFORE it becomes a piece of literature as a discrete object. It is what one American poet called A FIELD OF ENERGY, acting like a magnet pulling meanings, ideas and feelings, images into itself. Of course, you shaped it into an eleven-line poem but this evening I read it as if it were still that open-ended, floating-freely poetry that has not settle into one meaning or one purpose. And I felt strangely liberated after a day in the life of Daniel threatened to pull me down. The image of RUFFLED FEATHERS OF THOUGHT describes precisely the type of thinking I was engaged in for about 90 minutes and it took place in that UNSWEPT CORNER OF MY MIND where no judgments or doubts stalled the free flow of thoughts. Your poem was with me in those long hours of the night when sleep is elusive, thoughts weigh heavy and the soul needs illumination. Your poem kept the vigil with me and spread its verbal light over me as we both, poem and self, wait for the dawn to shed its daylight over us

Fantastic depiction on Birth of a poem is being presented with thrilling expression. Thanks for sharing.

For this nice poem, which equally vents my feelings,10++

Hi Nosheen, How true! As I have often observed, it is not the poet who decides what, when and how to write. The poem decides when and how to take its birth. I write both in English as well as in my mothertongue, Malayalam. I have noticed that in what language I write is not MY CHOICE. The poem takes shape in its language! I have had no choice there. One or two poems I have in Urdu as well. And to my utter dismay, I have thoroughly failed to translate my poems to other languages. May be due to my limited poetic ability. And the answer toWHAT and HOW is given by Great Tagore as follows: That words have meanings is just the difficulty. That is the reason why the poet has to turn and twist them in meter and verse, to keep the meanings under control and let the emotions flow freely.

Yes! ! From the womb of feelings. Nice piece of work.

Never gave a serious thought on birth of a poem but after reading this wonderful poem, I am trying to identify how, when and where - a poet in me was born.....Great write Nosheen....100++

I don't know how others are inspired to write a poem, as far as myself is concerned, I am touched by an impulse that brings a thought and then my imagination expands that thought. Where does a poem come from From the womb of feelings, I think you are right. It's a nice poem Nosheem Irfan, and what of this, your all poems are amazing.

it's a mixture of everything, jumbles thoughts, joys, sadness and our surroundings. a poet captures it and gives meaning to it.. After a long time it's a joy to read your poems Nosheen. Just loved it.

Nosheen, this is a trademark Nosheen poem, delicate, beautiful, images gilded with a very perceptive vision of truth. I love the sensitivity and loveliness of your poetry. 10+++++++++++++++++ Oh if you check your poem's rating below, don't let your heart drop. I think PH is experiencing another kind of problem today. They dumped my 9.8 ranking to a 4.9 after the addition of two more 10 votes.... their math is nothing if not unique. Hopefully they are fixing this as we speak.

In my case, sometimes, poetry just flows out. I might finish a poem just within minutes. Sometimes, a hastily written poem has to undergo a lot of editing. At other times, I have to really labor hard to express my thoughts. Many poems have gone unwritten like summer clouds that fail to rain. Your poem is beautiful and, with the last two lines, I see a spreading cherry-blossom tree showering all over the blessed earth. (10)

Robert Frost said: A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. Where my poetry comes from is a complete mystery to me.