Why does it need catalysts?
It emanates from the soul,
Like the anger of a volcano,
Like the lump in your throat,
Like the tears that transcend,
the smile that extends,
beyond the sphere of expectation.
It gushes out before you know it,
Like love at first sight,
Like the art which caught unawares,
Like the words of regret,
Like the sand in an hourglass,
Like the moments of happiness,
Like the poetry, that emerges,
from within. From the beyond.
It emanates from the soul,
Like the anger of a volcano,
Like the lump in your throat,
Like the tears that transcend,
the smile that extends,
beyond the sphere of expectation.
It gushes out before you know it,
Like love at first sight,
Like the art which caught unawares,
Like the words of regret,
Like the sand in an hourglass,
Like the moments of happiness,
Like the poetry, that emerges,from within. From the beyond.
6 comments:
Beautiful....
Excellent. Powerful. Doubt whether creativity can be expressed better.
Substance-induced creation, though it may be in a few cases, is a myth at best. We don't need catalysts, like you aptly put it, when there's much more to it, the how of which both can and cannot be explained away.
Hi Aishwarya!,This is my first time here.Great poem.Luvly display of words.Keep blogging!.
Beautiful composition!
Lovely stuff.....short and specific....and excellent imagination...i can almost see in my mind what you are talking about here,
ganesh
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