Past day’s slog for the bread <br />From the sky above the deserted street <br />I beg a poem in my head. <br /> <br />A sparky thought from congealed weariness <br />Then rises from the pave <br />And in starlight as I follow its trace <br />A night warrior is reborn from day’s slave! <br /> <br />Its grace saves the mind chiseled arts <br />Rejuvenates the dreamer for another day <br />Forgotten is all the pain all that hurts <br />From breaking point life comes back to stay! <br /> <br />From the hungry eyes’ glow down below <br />From the heavens above me spread <br />From the unseen nocturnes of tomorrow <br />I beg a poem in my head.<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-beg-a-poem-in-my-head/
