I sit up In
the middle of the night
With thoughts
raveling around me
I take out a pad and pen,
O’, that’s supposedly my
favorite pen
—the one that just slides across the
paper
Wisps of
syllables,
patch of colors,
Squares of
windows
un-light …braid into my thoughts
I try to listen to the immense
night
The moon
glows,
the figures, the sounds, the
ways of reason
start disintegrating…disentangle
A squid-blue
darkness seeps –
-touches each detail
From far
away, the sea sounds …
…break into rubble of noise
I ignore the noises until it recedes
Start writing a poem
I must say you have articulate wrting skills.
ReplyDeleteAwww...thanks Neha for the encouragement.Hope to see you more on these pages :)
DeletePanchal I love how you have a way with words
ReplyDeleteThank you, motivatingria!What a motivating comment!! Do visit again :)
Delete:) The way you have beautifully used " Squid" is amazing
ReplyDeleteThank you, Vandana. the sky n sea-creatures enthrall me..and Squids emit that beautiful blue like fireflies...:)
DeleteRecently, saw a documentary on Japan, so used that imagery:)
Wisps of syllables,
ReplyDeletepatch of colors,
Squares of windows
Use the words so well. Inspite of the noises you sit down to write a poem.
Sooo pleased you liked it....! Thank you, Kalpana.... :))))
DeleteSquares of windows
ReplyDeleteun-light …braid into my thoughts
I try to listen to the immense night
And you do, making me listen too,and I love this poem.
From you, Susan... that comment makes me give a sigh of relief. I was thinking, if this 'listening to the immense night' would make any sense! Thanks a bunch.:)
Deletenice...i like the descriptor of the liquid blue night...and i love to listen to it as well...the supposedly favorite pen was a cool touch as well...
ReplyDeleteOh, I was waiting for you to come and read this, Brian. I am glad you did like the rant..!
DeleteComing from you, this is a very gratifying compliment. Thanks a ton... :)))
great color, feeling
ReplyDeleteyou took the reader with their nose to the paper
moondust! What a beautiful name!!! Your comment made me smile... thank you, tons.... :D
DeletePoems that come in the middle of the night are the best ones! Love the listening to the night!
ReplyDeleteOh, it happens to me all the time, Sherry! Am thrilled read your comment and now even more encouraged to write..Smiles.
DeleteThanks a ton!:)
Hey you got me all wrapped up in this one - thanks !
ReplyDeleteReally glad to read your appreciation. Thank you for taking time to visit here and appreciate, innerdialect! Hope to see you more on these pages.. :)
DeleteThank you.
ReplyDeletea poem with a touch of color, sound, light, and darkness...and my favorite line is —the one that just slides across the paper....
lovely
Really glad to read your appreciation, Sumana. Many thanks.. :)
DeleteI had to smile! I have a pen like that. It is just the right tool for my wandering creativity. And what you did with it today... the details are wonderful. Terrific write. Thank you for sharing with us.
ReplyDeleteAww..I am glad you liked my attempt, Kim... thanks for the appreciation. Yeah...I actually have a pen the glides across the pad...:))
Deleteah! the pen. wonder where it has disappeared. thanks! for finding it for me! :)
ReplyDeleteAh, I do have a pen actually-a fountain pen! (Mont Blanc) My son-in-law had given it to me...my biggest asset today :)
DeleteThanks Akila...
Artistic way of expressing the feelings...wow Panchali
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Ranjana. Good to see you here... :))))
DeleteBeautiful, it was like peeping into a writer's mind just before she starts to write down a poem.
ReplyDeleteOh Arti, I'll take your compliment to mean more than they actually do, since, I was a bit apprehensive about this poem. Thanks for your valuable feedback...:)
DeleteAnd that is just how poetry comes into existence, crawling away from the confines of logic into the expanse of imagination and creativity. Beautifully penned. :)
ReplyDelete"Wisps of syllables"...wow! beautiful work :)
ReplyDeleteYou are always such an inspiration ... I am a fan of your poetry :-)
ReplyDeleteI sit up In the middle of the night
ReplyDeleteWith thoughts raveling around me
Your words are a feast!
Wow!! So fluid and beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteYou must have seen me doodling on sleepless nights. Love how this unravels
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