O My Muse

Ye must know-
Why I do poetry?
Because it is medicine,
For my grief, agony and pain,
When poetry injected within me,
I etch on the paper,
I get tremendous gain,

When truth poisons me,
With the fake saline of truth,
I wriggle,
My instinct wiggle,
All sorts of,
Wiggling, wriggling,

O my muse -
I am on the poetical ward of ICU,
And still ye are whispering into my ear,
You are so lovely,
So dear,
To me,
You the lover and caretaker,


©2014 Aftab Alam Khursheed. All rights reserved

by Aftab Alam

Comments (3)

it is medicine, For my grief, agony and pain, .................poetry begins from a grieving mind...................
I share your feeling.It encodes the feelings of all poets in www. poemhunter.com Now I am a published poet A vent to stifled Emotions on demand book by Trafford Publisher Id 696543 it is $ 10. You can have your enlightening poems published in paperbacks as well. Keep on giving me feedbacks. Respectfully
Poetry is medicine for mental agony.It makes us calm and quiet and keeps us in a different world of peace.