Dislocated words dangle feebly with excruciating pain
Tattered tendons and muscles do not allow room for communication
Some feelings being alienated and punished with disdain
Looking at the words in agony shatters the heart of Bards
An effort to apply the haphazardly collected words for therapeutic measures
Twisted feelings distort the narratives with a deafening scream
Lost in the meandering labyrinths are the concerted effort of pen and ink
Ink feels insipid and apathetic towards a literary journey
An arrogant effort to trudge along a burden with lot of conceited effort
Contrived words and feelings are on the verge of insanity
None could feel the pain and embalm the words till they recuperate
Patience can guide the work of precious letters with regained exuberance
Let words be proud messengers and communicate the true feelings©
seems like words fall off right from your calm soul…………….
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We’re you always able to come up with such interesting poetry so often? I mostly come up with garbage, but it’s hard to write even the garbage from day to day.
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Difficult question to answer for a writer. But I guess, it’s love for literature and not just writing I would say.
Important thing is to not stop and keep on penning down the thoughts, with feelings.
Keep writing and write often. 🙂
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Beautifully portrayed!!
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Thank you, Vivek.
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No comparison of your poetry.. Loved it
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Thank you so much, really kind of you, Zaira.
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