And The Poem Originates

[ritudimrinautiyal]

Hello,

Really like the revision here. I totally agree that the incompleteness actually in a sense gives the piece finality, I think we could all continue to read and edit pieces that we’ve written without ever really ever finishing them and so it’s just a part of art that you have to leave it in an unfinished state no matter what you do.

Cheers

Syd

Thanks for your efforts Syd

Good luck
Ritu

[happy-hippie]

As the ragpicker picks all that, whatever can be later, of value,
The mind picks the drops of life around, and freezes it inside, for the coming time due,
And the glaciers to melt, when the moments want river to flow,
And starts weaving a profound crochet, out of strings of words, to grow and grow,
And imagination becomes those beautiful patterns,
So visible to eyes of, feelings, mind and emotions,
That's how my poem comes into existence,
Keeping that end knot of string, all open,
For the scope of incompleteness,
For the scope of imperfection.

Ritu Dimri Nautiyal

I love the imagery in this and the feelings that the words evoke.

[ritudimrinautiyal]

I love the imagery in this and the feelings that the words evoke.

Hi Happy Hippie. All thanks for that.