The poem is about how we get inspiration from unseen or unheard things around us.
I don’t see music,
I don’t hear images,
I don’t hear images,
But they are the ones
Who make me courteous.
Who make me courteous.
I don’t fear wind,
I don’t hear pain,
I don’t hear pain,
But they are the ones
Who make me insane.
Who make me insane.
I don’t greed knowledge,
I don’t read mind,
I don’t read mind,
But they are the one
Who make me guilt.
Who make me guilt.
Wonder who made me think and heartless,
Alone was I at times of loneliness,
Barrel thoughts of hate and regret,
I found a long side of My Inspirations.
Being alone and being the Best is always a gust for a Good Company!
Well said !!!! Wwho inspired to write such wonderful poems like this?? Having known you, its just me you out of the world reading this..
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