No More Same Kinds Of Poems

No use to write anymore again and again Same kinds of poems in the same forms Written previously on the themes In the same tone and in the same rhythm With the same flow and with the same schemes; Everyday I rise and confront the same sun The same moon I leave behind each night Before I go to bed to sleep after midnight No change I see even in the new dawn; I am tired of the rain that falls pattering Producing the same music, same sound The same results I get when the same wind Blows from the same direction with same speed; I am surrounded with the same monotonous air Live in the same atmosphere since I learnt No fun is there in life, no joy is in a poem unless In the direction of progress a change is occurred; No risk, no gain; this is very straight and simple Why not then, no challenge, no interest or No twist no suspense, no wonder no thrill! All expected things are like a drab or a true dribble; If creation is not a copy, if I say, true to the term Why not then in each poem innovation is must! Trust me or not, no poem is a poem until and unless It opens up a new thought and breaks into a new land; Boringness is a feeling comes from the stagnation And stagnation is a state when no stiring is happened When both combine brings nothing but devastation Annihilating the art itself for which so much time is invested.