I pen this down...
To check if I still have something to say..
After facing all the wrath of destiny..
I pen this down..
To have an eye on the silent storm in me..
Which has been quiet for quite long..
I pen this down..
To know the answers of some questions..
Afterall I have heard, poetry can do miracles...
I pen this down..
To check whether the poet in me is still alive..
Or I am left to be accused as a murderer too...
A poet who is truly respected
may not be the most brilliant cited
nor number one in the recent survey
but someone whose mind best convey.
A poet who is a creative critic
may not be someone who is prolific
nor gives comment somewhat stupor
but the one who inspires as a mentor.
A poet who reads poems and analyses
may not be someone who is the wisest
nor his poetry the most read composition
but becomes an epitome of the association.
© Marabi Amfaal Hydara
The Humanitarian Poet
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