Poetic Inspiration Poem by PRAVEEN KUMAR English Poems

She pours in spasms
Like sunshine through the patches of clouds,
She pours uncalled
In majestic cascades,
Sometimes, just refuses to show up
And bides to her own feminine mood;
The lady charm loves her hide and seek
Like a proud and pretty damsel;
She hides while sought
And seeks while you hide
To tune your world to her deeper treasures;
While you need her most,
She thins in air and teases your cool;
While you resign to her spells
In leisurely lull of lush slumber,
She lurks through the soul;
She shoots from mind in graceful words
And strikes the soul with a bright glow
And rolls down in wonders of new shapes
To rock the mood and shock the soul;
She blows like wind and purs like rain
And soaks the heart to sprout poems;
She flows from self like silk bits of cocoon
And weaves pretty bits in warps and woofs.

She is molten self
And streams from the inner fount
'Neath thick pack of pains and pleasures,
'Neath the weight of strain and stresses
That heat red-hot and mould the soul;
She cracks reason and shatters prejudices
And kicks through the walls of sensibilities womb
To be born in the poet's world
In fluid words with passion's wings
To spread rhythms of peace in passion's riots
While all is calm and strangely still;
She is her own, like her feminine mood,
Unpredictable, unsure. Yet, calm and wet.