I think I am ready for my Blog to showcase another side of me.
I know you all are used to reading Poems/Short Stories/Haikus/Travel Stories on my blog The Poet and the Pen. Thank you so much for all the love and feedbacks that you have been giving me over these many years. However…
Since this blog holds almost everything that I do, I would like to take it a step ahead now.
So the story is, I started playing the Guitar back in 2008 and had become quite good at it as I continued for 2 years straight but later due to moving out of my house for further studies, my love for guitar had to take a back seat and I kinda lost my touch over it.
But times have changed and I now feel that it is time to bring back the Guitar days into my life. I have been practising for some time now, trying to get a hold of it again.
Today for the first time, I am going to share a song whose chords I recently learnt.
This Poem is a tutorial on “Why to write a Poem?”. In this Poem, I am going to let go of all that keeps me sane. It’s madness around this place people!!! Let me add some light hearted comedy and madness from my side as well.
Yes, I know that the world is going through a Tough time and I stand with you all. But, yes, BUT in this hour of worry, let me do what I can do… Take your mind off the sadness and concern for a moment and bring smile to your face (at least try to).
Anyway, just forget everything till you reach the last line and read it from a blank perspective.
Why to write a Poem?
Once I was walking through the Park,
Where I met, Mr. Jolly.
Mr. Jolly was happy because, in the Dark was Mr. Gloomy.
But then the Sun decided to shift,
And reveal the existence of latter.
My. Jolly’s smile took a drift upon seeing his terminator.
Both hated each other,
Each one ending other’s vacation.
Sons of the all mother, they were the balancers of every creation.
Ignorant of the novelty they refused to talk,
So I called a Poet to square things even.
In his own way he took them for a walk, rhyming helps to see what we believe in.
A Poem looks similar to all,
Yet is taken with different meanings,
Through rhymes we take your call, Poem strikes a balance between feelings.
Drinking coffee while reading a book,In a nice café with a fancy look,On a table that was kept reserved,I sat alone and simply observed.Various people, various emotions,Each with issues and their own notions,Seeking a path of comfort and joy,They sat, ate, laughed and enjoyed.Sad forget his sadness, andWorried gave up his madness.Tired ones were rejuvenated,As the negativity got isolated.It wasn’t the food that they ate,Neither was this any mystery or fate,It was Music that casted the spell,Making all minds happy and well.As I sat alone and observed,On a table that was kept reserved,I saw the hypnosis taking place,A doctor who heals without any trace.I wrote on a page of the book I had,Remember this day and always be glad,No matter how you feel, happy or sad,Good music is an invisible comrade.-Music an universal language.