It is a euphoric moment and to her surprise her mind goes blank, The images in her mind and the floating words the fountain of her imagination greedily drank. The poetic profusion bubbling within her was satiated as she grasped her pen, The treasure trove concealed in her heart was at the threshold to appeal to the men..
Taking one step further from the actual and nearer to the imaginative feature, Her intellectual forge bestirring her to seek the invigorating charm of Nature. She can capture the glimpses of the past and ponder over the predictions of the future, Philosophies of life or a utopian world she can easily nurture..
Such is the power of her wistful words, Which can openly challenge the sheathed swords. She can sway the world with her imaginative story, And register her name in the pages of wondrous glory!!
This poem is very close to my heart and it is meant for all the wonderful poets of the world..