Poem - It Happens...

It Happens...
Prasanna Kkumar

Not that I can't write
not that I can't compose
not that I can't express
not that I can't convey,

You can't always ink the mind,
You can't always tune the  mood,
You can't always shine with the expression,
You can't always articulate the impression,

That's why I'm floundering in the waters
Of emotions wading through the feelings,
How could I, assert my fondness,
How could I, serenade under dark skies,

Perhaps the weather
Is not in my favour,
May be, the wind
Doesn't not intend
The Zephyr to blow with a flavour,

Yes,
This might be the reason,
The season has cursed my vision,
fail I,

To recite a poem
In praising your sweet deception,
Worry not, as you ever remain
In my heart with an eternal elation.

©Prasanna Kkumar
INDIA

About the Poet:
Prasanna Kkumar is a widely published , translated and internationally acclaimed multilingual poet and editor.
His recent edited international anthologies are Love and Longing, Songs of Peace and Manushatvam: Songs of Humanity.
Chief Founder of The Fertile Brains an online successful literary platform he is making a significant contribution to world literature especially poetry.
A Masters degree in commerce Prasanna is a social worker by profession.