I No Poet Poem by Neeraj Sarang

I no poet
So even listen to my dreamy lyrics
Even deep feelings in writing
Two vowel and quantities scattered punished

The seedlings are bursting in my heart songs
Are pulled in and forced me to write
They are also longing for light and air swing
Drops and stream of mercy flows for irrigation of songs
Perfect love in my song-filled urn
Pick your pleasure if any of these receipts
I no poet

Now has arisen only as an innocent plant
Heart is immersed in the ocean of innumerable songs
I have painted with sweet affection on every song branches
But these newly song is just so blind
Have ever visited in the external environment
Give it a shape of world alight
I no poet

In fear of the unknown creatures have other ideas
Golden bow down to the song, is in doubt
Which song is heart petal lap wrapped in
The distinction is to be destroyed in an arrogant creature
Even before puberty may deadly fume
Any two of these baby songs emerged bloom
I no poet

Even soft opposed to the imagination
God raised enjoying intimate without hearing
Broken voices proudly take under his seat
Branches also shattered the flowers are imperfect song
My limbs tremble with fear before songs
The remaining songs also takes experience to choose from
I no poet

I would never humiliate even tears
Emotions thou bottomless automatically fills in my chest
My heart is blessed by tears bath
My soul floats in the sky of happy sea
One song even if you come to the shelter building
O god! Great poet thou, thy listener I do not even
I no poet