Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 249

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

Poets? Poems?

Poets are humans, please don't laugh,

with feather hearts and ocean deep minds,

with sensitive skin and degradable bones,

without any self-satisfying existence, honest humble.

Poems are words and rhythm

of flesh and blood.

Same flesh that builds muscles.

Same blood that flows through veins.

But not mortal like us

as flesh gets burned, blood evaporates

but words are engraved and rhythm flows forever.

© 2021 Sankhajit Bhattacharjee

Comments

Vanita Thakkar on July 14, 2021:

Beautiful !! Very well said. Loved it.

Thanks for sharing.

Misbah Sheikh from The World of Poets on July 14, 2021:

Beautiful poem about beautiful people "the poets" and their beautiful work "the poems"

Poetry is a great tool for interrogating and questioning the world,” Sam Illingworth

Blessings to you

Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on July 13, 2021:

A beautiful poem, to describe the poets and their poems!

I believe, a poet's eyes, mind, heart is always observing, thinking, and feeling! And, the poet feels good to express those thoughts in their poems!

Thank you for sharing another wonderful poem!

BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on July 13, 2021:

Great line

but words are engraved and rhythm flows forever.

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on July 13, 2021:

What a wonderful description of what a poet is made of.