A poem is not the crowd of words
But the expression of the scattered Ineffable.
It is the overwhelming of a truth
Amidst the ruins of fact and fable.
It is the gathering of senses
For the cognition of the essential.
A dissolving of individual essences
For the conception of the singular.
It is the gravity of emotions,
A flow of repentance.
Of warm tears from the eyes sore,
A poem is nothing but a downpour.
Sarvesh Kulkarni
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/downpour-3/
