words of a poet

with this poem i wanted to capture the poet feelings toward the world and his own words

I am the poet , I am the writer

I play the universal symphony to make things brighter

I listen to the rhythmic melodies , i behold the world with pondering eyes

i plunge my being into the hollow , i flee my spirit to the skies

the universe's whispers into my ears 

the strikes of the thunder, the man tears

the hissing of the grass , the ripples of the water

the signals of the stars , the creeps of the shadow

the beaming of the sun , the veil of the night 

i listen 

i write

my words are my riddance 

my words are my fury

my words are my joy

my words are my aching

my words are ME

those words are to be recited at the most glorious moment , are to be recited at every moment

those words are to be engraved , are to be dug into the mighty stones of wisdom , the mighty stones of virtue

they shall be forever recited 

the shall be forever remembered

Reviews

[Jwakefield]

What a great tribute to the power of writing. The couplets are perfect, and really make it flow.

[ron]

You have captured the poet feelings perfectly in this one Latifa.

[Latifa]

i'm glad you think so friend

[ron]

You are most welcome.

[Sami Khalil]

"i listen

i write

my words are my riddance

my words are my fury

my words are my joy

my words are my aching

my words are ME"

You have summed it up marvelously in those lines. A very good poem...:)

[Latifa]

thank you Sami your words are deeply appreciated

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)