Tuesday, 25 August 2015

Joy of Poetry


And it was at that age….Poetry arrived

In the form of a song

That was being played on the radio

Grandpa stood up….so did everyone in the room

I learnt it was National Anthem

The tune, the call to wake up,

To seek blessing from the motherland

Swung each blood cell of the teeny tiny me

It made me a child of joy in an instant

Such power dwells in words



The first line is taken from Pablo Neruda’s Poetry


Written for dVerse Poetics – National Anthem Poetry 

Shared with Sherry's Midweek Motif ~ The Joy of Poetry @ Poets United