Poetry - My breathe
Wednesday,22nd April 2020
Poetry is to feel
it is to make others smell
go deep below the magic spell
raise head with pride and dwell
poetry is sacred
brings life to dead (mentally)
compels to go in
and the heart's touch is seen
what is the use of poetry?
if it can't make heart so touchy
feel and cry for its nearness
surely it is divine smile on the face
neither cuckoo nor the nightingale
can really tale
what is their mission on earth
i hold their voices with ceaseless breathe
so the poetry is close to my heart
feels inner charm and remains close part
what can be interpretation for human art?
when it lacks love and good start?
Hasmukh Mehta
Hasmukh Mehta so kind of you dear poetess, Eden S. Trinida 1 Edit or delete this Like · Reply · 1m · Edited
Like cuckoo sings with beautiful voice, you sing as in mind. This is definitely very interesting and you have given a natural rhythm in this poem. A nice poem is interestingly penned.
so the poetry is close to my heart feels inner charm and remains close part what can be interpretation for human art? when it lacks love and good start? Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Eden S Trinidad Dear poet Hasmukh Mehta, you are always ready with your comment in poetry form all the time. I'm proud to have a poetic soul friend.Very touch with your gestures. Hide or report this 1 Like · Reply · 18m