The Poet's Block
I
There's a lot of chatter
lot of Chatter, outside
chatter that is no longer a voice
Chatter that turned into a gruesome noise
The chatter did not break
the confidence that writer has in rake
so the chatterers didn't stopped,
stooped and pelted stones inside
Rage of the angry mob
Engage in their chatter sob
protested through the glass window
rested their the poet throe
who chose to die a silent death
the poem will speak though
II
drown in the deep slumber
frown, enraging further the infuriated member
The poet turns a deaf ear
what sea of skull chatter-ed
she did not hear
For she had the writer's block
the ideas that usually flock
waiting in their wings, scatter
ideas that became sheer chatter
hitting the poet like moss and boulder
splitting the glass of stupor vision
incision still did not seep
thoughts remain screaming in their skeleton
While, the unsure poet, continued to sleep!
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If you liked my poem, extend your thanks to The Magpie Tale 208 whose beautiful, thoughtful, picture prompts prompted this 10 minutes writer/poet [yours truly] to come up with this piece of work!
I don't really understand poetry but this one I could make sense of. I'll go away patting my own back. :P
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DeleteThere was something in this....I just can't get the word for it...Wonderful ! Enjoyed reading it is all I can say...
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DeleteThe contrast - that there is a lot of clutter outside and what a poet will end up writing - how a new world will be built - comes nicely through your words.
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DeleteThat was good! and the picture was so so apt! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Seeta!
DeleteEnjoyed both the takes
ReplyDeleteBeautifully composed....expresses a poet's feelings in such a vivid manner....
ReplyDeleteThanks so much Sushree. I am glad that you liked. Welcome to my blog :)
DeleteChattering on the outside, and silently dreaming on the inside...what a nice picture you paint here through words and verse. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks Beloo, I am glad that you liked :)
DeleteReally poets gather some droplets of sound from the cacophony and convert those into words..you've nicely described the writer's block Ekta.. :-)
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Deleteexcellent word framed welled !
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