Writing poems

#"Have you ever written poetry? What was your first poem called? Do you believe that poetry is really a 'spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings'? "
#For Indivine 

Yes I have written poetry . My poem are on my blog .. http://pavanspoems.blogspot.in  
My first poem was "Ekach bhet (एकच भेट )" . It's marathi poem . 

"पावसा आधी चालणारी

   तेज वायु सारखी चंचळ,
    झर- झर पावसा सारखी 
      खिड-खिडून हसणारी .... " 

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Poetry is such a medium that a person can write his feeling in the same way that he feels. The efforts that person puts into poem decide how much he/she cares for that topic. Word by word they become a phrase then stanza and then poem .

When i wrote this poem .It was meant for a special person. We had only one meeting and it turns out it imprinted on my heart. I was on roof .There were dark clouds in sky and it started to rain . 

The mood was set and words started to flow. Finger were typing on mobile word by word ,line by line.

And poem was thus composed. 

First thing i did was to call the person and recite . It had come from heart and is closest to my heart eversince. 

The poem was a reply to the her when she had asked to describe her. Well here it was.. 

I was missing her . The emotion was string enough to make a poem ,and it means a lot. 

Poetry is very powerful form of writing . Just we need is those beautifully written lines that touch heart. 

-Pavan More

In the long night

In the long night

When the nights are long     and friends are few, i sit by my window      thinking of you, a silent whisper     and a silent tear and a wish from my heart,     only if you would be here.. sitting beside ,     listening to my heartbeat , where you reside.         Talking to each other , we would walk     when you are tired we would sit in the park. Looking at the twinkling sky, a wishing star would pass, i listen to your wish, and mine you would ask, I would say"I wish you,  if i lie cross my heart through", you shall stare at me for a while, then lowering the eyes,  you would smile. It's too late,.  then you would say, sit for some more time ,  i would pray. Ready to go you would stand, sit a bit more , i would say holding your hand, after a while,  we would walk to your home, your dog would bark at me , seeing a person unknown. Sshh.. you would do ,] and silent it would lay, you would enter your house, and i would walk on my way. How nice it would be , if you were here, these sleepless nights , i can no more bear, lying on my bed i close my eyes, but yet can't sleep after so many tries ,. in the long night, i wish you were  here, smiling for me which is very rare..... --pavan