MISCELLANEA

A POET'S ISLAND

A POET'S ISLAND

[A poet’s dream: being on an island, amidst nature, writing poetry]



I wish I were on an island
Where I would be but all alone
Except computer, internet
And my fond memories and thoughts,

Which I might, in my poetry,
Express all day in, all day out,
From golden sunrise in the east
To crimson sunset in the west

Amidst the chirping of the birds
And magic murmur of the waves,
Sprawling in warm, cosy sunshine,
Beneath the coconuts high up,

Watching the stars in moonlit night,
Brooding on my past hectic life,
Thinking of shadows and events
That would be my poems next day.


* Written in 8-8-8-8 format

M C Gupta

Created: 29 June 2005