Where are You
O the spirit of Poetry!
Where are you?
In the darkness of the night
Or in the broad daylight,
Where do you live and how?
I seek you in every nook of my mind,
In every fleeting moment!
On the tip of a grass wet with dew,
In the scorching heat of summer
And emotional flow and ebb of my heart,
The sound of mild air and Murmurous pain
for life gone,
The running tide with squall,
The song of wood thrust,
The teeming eyes of my love
And the Moon falling onto the ocean,
O the spirit of poetry! I seek you,
Still or restless engraved
in what field of my Being?
Where do you live and how? I seek you in every nook of my mind, In every fleeting moment! Indeed I see it in this passionate write! Beautifully expressed! A 10
Beautiful poem, most divine true finest, but The Spirit Of Poetry is not dwelling elsewhere, dear Prabir, OR..... now I get that, YOUR Spirit of Poetry is dwelling now....? Naturally it is in your inside and mine in my inside. If dwelling is the subject at the moment. Excellent poetry, Prabir, most brautifully worded by a very talented soul
Where are You O the spirit of Poetry! .............. The running tide with squall, The song of wood thrust, The teeming eyes of my love And the Moon falling onto the ocean, O the spirit of poetry! I seek you, .........../// wow fantastic expression
Never seek the Spirit of Poetry, it is all in thine heart like in mine, I reckon dear poet! You created a mesmerizing poem, well captured! True beautifully worded. Thanks for sharing this excellent verse. A 10 Full Score for this impressive poem.
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The Spirit of Poetry is definitely in this poem and in you. The best place it can be. Given life, By each poet's, poetry. An excellent and passionately written work.