States of a Poet: Between Inspiration and Solitude

States of a Poet: Between Inspiration and Solitude

In this poem, we dive with the poet into a contemplative journey where his emotions and states shift, flowing between moments of joy and delight and depths of despair and heartbreak. For the poet, words are not merely tools of expression; they are vibrant, living entities that mirror his inner states. Here, words don’t just express; they dance, obedient yet wild, racing to find their place in the weave of verse.

It’s a journey of love for words, a journey of inspiration and solitude, where the poet resides among the corridors of his imagination, weaving his verses and living among waves of poetry, wishing he could remain forever in his poetic realm, away from the noise of life.

States of a poet in moments still and free,

Rising and exalting, arrogance and agony.

Joy, delight, dancing, and drums,

Imaginations spinning with dancers as they hum.

A boundless vision—gardens, flowers all bright,

Valleys, rivers, and paradises alight.

Despair, decline, insomnia, and woe,

Crises that bring the heart low.

Words approach him, obedient they come,

In reverence, dancing, carrying meanings in sum.

Every meaning and tune they possess,

In moments they overflow, no less.

As if they spill from a bottle full of the finest drink,

The words overflow, rising to the brink.

The poet tries to gather and weave them in rhyme,

As words contend, seeking their place in time.

A helpless lover of words, consumed by desire,

He lives moments of inspiration, set afire.

Floating in oceans of waves made of verse and words,

Only to awaken, as his passion returns,

Longing to forget the world and its trails,

To live in fantasy, secluded, amid poetry’s trails.