How is this poem.........?

I mean, what does it mean, signify ?



A stream flows from the writer's mind

through pen unto his paper

thoughts pass steady as morning light

through obstructing branches

for something lost

hidden deep down in murkiness

he searches the heavenly clouds

and the deepest oceans

the exotic wilderness of the human mind

lush, rich and evergreen throughout winter



Beneath the bushes he scours,

to find many missing songs

the cloud rains its words

heart is drawn in letters

shakes, the tree, of its green and dying leaves

mountains turned to reveal its unpleasant side

but a perfumy scent marks an uplifting taste

he rids of his piercing thorns

and hundreds of blossoming flowers



Its feelings pour unto the paper,

washing it of its emptiness

All that was hidden has unveiled itself

paper drinks elixir from the writer's heart

Writer's soul manifests itself on a piece of paper

reincarnated, it lives

A dull paper is now the writer,

Fallen rose finally blooms

in a new horizon's sun

melting the ice,

heart emptied out

he hangs himself and dies.

How is this poem.........?
The concept about a writer's passion for writing is appealing. I could have read this more intently if I was in the mood. I like poetry. :) You could recieve more feedback and reviews if you join literary websites.
Reply:Well the genius of a poem is that it means whatever the reader thinks it means, but in my opinion it means the birth life and death that we all go through, face and eventually exist from.
Reply:poem is very nice.......

fact of life has come out well........... did you write it dear.......
Reply:Well to me it sounds like the author is comparing how he writes his poetry and where it comes from through things that would be found in the forest. im not a big poetry fan but to take a guess thats what i would say.

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