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The month of rebirth 'April '


With the departure of mist
When season changes and spring shifts 
Moist in air fierce to dry drift
The month of rebirth 'April ' then commence
I celebrate flow of emotions with reverence 
Spirituality then awakes within 
Up bring muses of credence 
Azure sky fuses contemplation and inspiration 
evaluates a new creation
here the Words rule without any domination
  The same happened to me
when I found myself 
deceive from expressions
The Writer's Block
A year passed with no new muse 
I was so confused 
If I'll be able to write anymore 
OR
Is the poetic journey destined no more
Like every year the month of rebirth commenced 
But this time along with the blessings of 
Poetic Treasure that allows my inner Me 
to come out of depressing fissure.

Comments

  1. one of fav quote is by Gerard Way.. he says
    sometimes you have to kind of die inside in order to rise from your own ashes and believe in yourself and love yourself to become a new person !!

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  2. I knew you will be back soon Simi! Good to see you after long time!!

    I too wrote a poem on writer's block when I was back :)

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  3. welcome back...

    I think you are done well (exams)...

    nice poem...

    thanks

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  4. Hope your poetic journey goes on unabated!

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  5. I was eagerly waiting for your beautiful poems ... welcome back :-)

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  6. Welcome Back Simran...
    nice post..
    nice poem..
    nice to see you back..

    I m glad you really over come the writer's block....
    such a nice way to say good bye to writer's block and regain energy and back to blog again....and april month is very much right time to rejoice the new begining...

    GOD Bless you dear...

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  7. Glad to see u back. This poem showcases you spirit and hope it kept arise :)

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