Oh,My God !!!!!!!!!!
In between a state of existence and non existence
I pick up my pen and write
What do I want from myself?
What do I want to write?
Do I write for myself?
Or do I write for you?
Do I write on love, anguish or philosophy?
Or do I write something new?
Do I open up my heart?
Or do I write about the fart?
Do I rhyme?
Or be just sublime?
The clock is ticking by………….
Havnt even started to write
Will I be ripped apart?
Will I get a good start?
Will I get a few tens?
Or a dozen hens?
Will you be able to sing with me?
Or read my lines and just flee?
Will I be able to give you a smile?
Or put a frown on you for a while?
Will my writing be called pure?
Or some might call it obscure?
And then
Guess what? ? ? ?
Oh my God! ! !
Ooooowannnnnnn! ! ! !
My baby’s crying….
And my not yet emerged poem is dying! ! !
To hell with the poem! !
I go flying! ! ! ! !
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Comments
Ms. Rakheja, ” A Reply” posted today was just a comment as I have explained.
Hope you would not rebuke me for there are too many from my stable today.I thought of posting it as I felt it is current and relevant for the day…
I am sorry if I have crossed the line…
Renu,
I loved it , its so true we all do this some time or the other but it brought meaning to what you wanted to say!
Every one faces this confused state of mind at times, but, only you have made a poem out of it.I liked it very much. Cheers.
This is so simple and beautiful. States so well the mahabharata in a mom’s mind, we mums know it don’t we, but how many express it like this?
hridya ko bhavnaon ki ghrai tk dubotee ek swatch nirmal jl ki dhara - bhut sunder-I liked it.
Also thanks for your comments for jeevan isee ka naam hai and other poems.
There is a fast poem…….I guess you wrote it just before rushing off somwhere, nevertheless, the poem is good and have a tremendously good flow…..
Stars added….
You have wonderfully expressed the state of mind of a writer, more so of one who is also the mother of a small baby and thus kept very busy| Indeed, a very unusual topic for a poem, yet expressing effortlessly a universal truth. Kudos to you! *****

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I am water
Sometimes solid...you can always depend on
Sometimes liquid...fits in anywhere
Sometimes vapor...ephemeral...I am there and then I am gone
Sometimes ice...but can be dissolved by fire
Sometimes swirling ....with passion
Sometimes tranquil ....with still desire
Always flowing....unaware of the destination
Sometimes vivid ....like blue sapphire
Always pure....see your reflection
Always rising ...wanting to go higher
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hey…this always happens with me!I sit for four hours at a stretch,just to fill in the dustbin with my million attempts to write something good.
this poem has something diferent,so everyone who read this-
DONT COMPARE.
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