Poetry is not everyone's cup of tea. This is a warmth response I ever got on the book I wrote, including all the titles of the poems I've written. Thanks reader for reading my book, also for writing this piece.
Hi. Hope lockdown is treating you fine
You are staying safe & hydrated.
*May be. Or may be not.*
But to brighten someone's day,
with just a smile,
Unknown of what they are going through...
"Ae bheed , tu itni khamosh kyon hai?
warns us to *beware of silence*,
surely, for we might get to hear those
realities of and about ourselves,
which we don't want to hear
can violence being romanticized and
expectations being fed, get?
Wish, one could really unveil the love and it's hostile truth,
with the help of *St.Valentine*. Or without.
"He already crossed the side and faded out of my sight."
Can't be undone, I agree.
But sometime when *Life* makes one feel his presence
not anywhere but within,
and when one asks, "After all this time?",
nature makes one feel alive.
*Petrichor* is one of those life
enriching experiences irrespective of age.
One can find oneself too, in my opinion, besides god.
But *Deprived of the sea* couldn't have made it clearer.
For, now I know it's important too along with being good,
to have multiple perspectives.
It's also about empathy.
"For the world will never end
But there seemed to be a human end."
Can't agree more. However, humans like you,
with art being the essence of their deeds may live on.
Shall live on. Through their art. *There's no end*, to artists.
Unlike other poems I have read so far,
I could relate to many of them.