Thursday 8 March 2012

BLANK...


With mind as blank as this white paper
Have the emotions really tapered off???
Nothing to scribble down,
Not even the trash hanging around..

As if this is a blank canvas
And I am the artist
Facing the quandary
As to what shall I paint?

So many colors in my palette
I was never really short of  visions.
And still I am not.
What holds me back then??

So many words flowing within
But the tune is missing…
Oh..I am not certain…
How do I compose my song…

May be I have forgotten the art,
The effortless procedure of self indulgence..
But the beauty continues to haunt..
The feel of the pen still agitates..

Maybe the harmony connecting,
My thoughts and the pen is at rest
But hope is still a thing with wings.
That perches in the soul…
And sings in tune with the words…
And never ever fades away.
 

P.S : I won't really say that I am facing a writer's block for I am not really much of a writer, but I promise to post something better and more coherent next time..
 Saru ma'am I mulled over the answer to your question, and thence scribbled whatever I could manage to wheedle out of my brains...Thank you very much for taking note of my absence. :)

7 comments:

  1. ur words are so beautiful.. so much within u.. n u speak out so effortlessly bout d little things u think about..

    loved these lines.. especially the last ones..

    So many words flowing within
    But the tune is missing…

    But the beauty continues to haunt..
    The feel of the pen still agitates

    But hope is still a thing with wings.
    That perches in the soul…

    they say, v see ourselves in others, n i too find myself in those lines u scribbled down..

    beautiful work dear :)

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  2. hmmm...gr8 work as olwalys :)

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  3. @Dreaming wanderer : Thank you very much..I am glad, you could connect with my writing.. :)

    @Ankit : Thankyou very much..I hope I don't let you down.. :)

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  4. If you write this when your pen is resting and you are suffering from writer's block, then what you hold is certainly a treasure. I was talking to someone in the evening and we concluded that there is no good or bad writer and 'everyone' is a writer. Those who connect with the readers or those who can market themselves well are known to this world. Don't ever say that you are not a writer, I am pretty sure you are and a good one ( as the world likes to call).


    Need I say; I loved the poem and please don't call me ma'am...:)

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  5. Thank you very much for these lovely and inspiring words, Saru..Have a great weekend..god bless.. :)

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  6. I share the thoughts of Saru! if your pen could scribble such a lovely note when you are not in your writer's ecstasy, I would love to read you quite often :)

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  7. Thank you very much Sawan,inspires me too keep the pen busy... :)

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