Mt. Etna

Mt. Etna prose poem

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There is Mt. Etna in every one of us
Seated beneath our heart for long
Trying to come out any time soon
But still suffocating inside only
May be a long time
May be a very short time
This Mt. Etna of us to pour out
All thoughts, ideas lying beneath
To come out very speedily
Can’t bear its velocity, oh human
Like the Mt. Etna of Italy…

Let us not store thoughts for long
Pour it out then and there
Or else it will destroy us

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Well. I am interested in Carnatic Music. Used to be a vociforous reader in Tamil and English books and novels. Compose English Poems at times.
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Nadeem Qazilbash

Expression of anger and frustration is much more important than expression of happiness and love for our sanity.