Winter days are gone…
All that’s left are
margins of
the season packed and gone.
A new season will crawl
back,
I know, change will happen …
But,
My heart is sore, I can
write no more!
When I write, my head
hangs up a strange barricade
More a veil than a barricade,
I guess.
‘What life is this I lead?’,
I ask myself.
I feel claustrophobic.
I step outside, see a pond
full of hyacinths
The green shoots have just
broken
through the winter clods of earth.
The leaves shiver as I
pass by…
I bend down, touch the curls and it
Feels lovely flirting with them in all seriousness.
The little pond soon draws me
into its orbit…. And then,
I see the yellow blossoms flaunting back.
Ah…the heart can now feel the touch of spring!
And, this serves the ‘muse’………..
The words start beating,
I remain focused like a
shooter.
Poetry is in the heart...
We need to feel the energies; deploy
the finer attributes of the mind to write poetry.
Written for Susan's PU...Writing poems!
Nature does seem to stimulate the poetic muse. But it is important to "remain focused like a shooter." I can relate to this lovely poem, as I wait for those energies to deploy the finer attributes of my mind.
ReplyDeleteGreat writing Panchali.
"The little pond soon draws me into its orbit…"
ReplyDeleteI love how you let us see the transformation. This is brilliant!
Nature is a wonderful inspiration to poetry and the heart. This poem captures that beautifully!!
ReplyDeleteOh those yellow flowers are such beauties! The heart cannot resist, and only a poem can pay them proper homage.
ReplyDeleteWhatever the season wherever we are there are always scennes to feed our imagination when writing poetry; none more so than nature as keeps showing us different faces to inspire us.
ReplyDeleteIntriguing, this flirt of the poet
ReplyDelete"Feels lovely flirting with them in all seriousness."
much love...
Beautiful!!❤️ Poetry indeed resides in our hearts .. we just need to open the door and let it out.
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone for your words of appreciation..means a lot to me.
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