What Inspires You To Write Poetry

Pearls of sweat trickling down the cheeks On the cup of warm tea As the vendor sells his ice cream It is a poetry The fish seller from dawn to noon Toils hard and earns little Her smile always reveals poems Her health is though brittle Sunshine writes rhyme on the muscles Of sweepers on the street With heavy brooms they keep shining Our roads in scorching heat The little girl as she washes Cups and plates in tea stall Her dimples twinkle in bright light From the tall shopping mall Clouds feel the burning heat in which The working class survives They all gather above their heads And welcome rain arrives A car stops near the hospital A patient is moved in By that gate a corpse is moved out Abrupt twitch in my chin Words are restless in life and death To bloom in poetry I try to set them through my pen When neurones are in glee Even when a leaf falls at night Under the apple tree Whispers moonlight your job is done Now you will come with me The bubbling ripples in your brook Are so charming in rain That I cannot help carving out Dark blue dream in my vein September 5, 2017