POETRY

“Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words”: Robert Frost

“I would define in brief, the Poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty”: Edgar Allen Poe.

Poetry is timeless. Poetry is art. Poetry transforms lives. Poetry enriches. Poetry brings joy. Poetry brings healing, peace, hope and love.

Earliest poetry began with Indian Sanskrit epics. Did you know that the longest epic poem ever written was the Mahabharata? It has more than 220000 verses (100000 shlokas or couplets).

Poetry evokes memories and emotions. Poetry paints images on the canvas of our mind.

Here’s my poem on Poetry

  POETRY

Thoughts, images, impressions, musings

Churning, whirling, spinning, swirling

In the inner sanctum of the mind

Dwelling, screening, sheltering, nurturing

Thoughts, images, impressions, musings

Yearning for expression

Passions, emotions, sentiments, feelings

Aching, pining, craving, seeking

Thoughts, images, impressions, musings

On the canvas of the mind

 Sprouting, budding, blooming, blossoming

Bursting in a riot of expressions.

Some poems live on in memory. They burn an image in our heart. Or evoke deep emotions.

Here is my poem on some of my favorite poets:

  BELOVED POETS

These are a few poets I love and greatly adore

Just a short list, there are so many more

Wordsworth writes praising beautiful nature

You can’t find many of Shakespeare’s stature.

Tennyson’s thoughts are poetry in motion

Milton’s poetry captures our emotions.

Sylvia Plath”s confessions are truly heartfelt

Dickinson’s poignant writes make our heart melt.

 Ogden Nash is full of pun and humour

Ezra Pound’s insanity is no rumour

Shelley’s lyrics have a gentle flow

Tagore’s song offerings make hearts glow.

 Pope is popular for epigrams and verse

Lewis Carroll’s “Jabberwocky” is nonsense words.

Maya Angelou, a “Phenomenal Woman”

Many of Poe’s poems were inspired by women.

William Blake’s intensely spiritual writes

In Keats poetry every heart delights

Dante’s moral philosophy is a bit daunting

I must stop here, the list keeps mounting.

One of my favorite poets is Henry Derozio. His poem, “To India, my native land” is one of my favorite poems. Every word in this poem takes me to that bygone world of those glorious days.

My country! In thy days of glory past
A beauteous halo circled round thy brow
and worshipped as a deity thou wast—
Where is thy glory, where the reverence now?
Thy eagle pinion is chained down at last,
And grovelling in the lowly dust art thou,
Thy minstrel hath no wreath to weave for thee
Save the sad story of thy misery!
Well—let me dive into the depths of time
And bring from out the ages, that have rolled
A few small fragments of these wrecks sublime
Which human eye may never more behold
And let the guerdon of my labour be,
My fallen country! One kind wish for thee!

                       Henry Louis Vivian Derozio

Inspired by his beautiful poem, here is my own poem on my motherland India.

INDIA, my motherland.

Where the sun sets the sky aflame painting it vermilion gold

Where golden green grass glows in soft sunlight, oh behold

Where the stars like golden lamps light up the sky

Where at the beautiful horizon earth meets with the sky

Where the first golden sunrays softly kiss the earth

Where the earth awakens from slumber in joyful mirth

Where bejeweled rays of moon cast its golden glow

Where cascading waters into clear, sparkling streams flow

Where gleaming sunlight through treetops cast magical spell

Where in the land of dreams my sweet thoughts dwell

Where wisps of soft white clouds gently sail past

Where softly floating they merge into dreams at last

Where from the seashore to the distance rolls golden sand

This India, my blessed, beautiful motherland.

Who is your favorite poet? What’s your favorite poem?

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