Skip to main content

The month of rebirth 'April '

Image
By

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.
Labels:

Comments

  1. Jyoti MishraMarch 31, 2013 at 9:26 PM

    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 !!

    ReplyDelete
  2. Sri ValliMarch 31, 2013 at 9:48 PM

    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 :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. Krishna/കൃഷ്ണApril 1, 2013 at 9:39 AM

    welcome back...

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

    nice poem...

    thanks

    ReplyDelete
  4. Rahul BhatiaApril 1, 2013 at 10:08 AM

    Hope your poetic journey goes on unabated!

    ReplyDelete
  5. Amrit SinhaApril 1, 2013 at 12:43 PM

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

    ReplyDelete
  6. Hema NimbekarApril 1, 2013 at 6:05 PM

    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...

    ReplyDelete
  7. JeevanApril 1, 2013 at 6:46 PM

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

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Either positive or negative comments are good because it shows I am still relevant. Hope you enjoyed reading here:-) !!
~Simran

Popular posts from this blog

Life's Crux- Had and Lost ( Fiction: 55 )

By
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 30 ; the thirtieth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . ''People forgets by the time the loss you faced.  '' So True! Everything seems fine on this sandy beach like any other evening in orange shade. Laughter can be heard by everyone but no one can listen scream. ' ' Hey Sea, You swallowed him, I wont' forgive you even if your waves touches my feet Million times''                                                 Shadorma   (Syllable- 3-5-3-3-7-5)                                                           ...
60 comments
about more ->

Here is my heart

By
  There's a time in your life for you to dream And sometimes things aren't what they seam, The wish you to hold inside you precious heart.. And sometimes things change from the start! Then the magical moment that happens at last, A kiss, a touch, just a word can all happen so fast, On a night like tonight as I wish you were here, Holding me close to your heart so we're near, Each time I look into your eyes I know its true! All my life I have prayed for someone like you, Here is my heart its always been yours to keep, There is a feeling so strong if you dig down deep, I know that you know its a feeling so strong, I'd tell you I love you in a poem or even a song.. You've had my heart from the very first thought, This love was a priceless feeling, wasn't bought,  I'll give you everything that comes along, This life we live is real, nothing could go wrong.. So here is my heart its yours to spoil and always hold,...
35 comments
about more ->

Forever n Ever

By
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 54 ; the fifty-fourth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . It was the first downpour of the season, vanquishing the summer heat. Jia, with her earnest brown eyes, was watching outside through a window glass. She was mesmerized to spot a peacock dancing beautifully on the terrace of a distant building. She saw a crowd standing outside under the cafe roof, waiting for the rain to stop and so that they could continue to walk toward their respective destinations. Jia was a sensitive child and mature beyond an eight year old. There were two kinds of people she found standing under the roof. Some of them were silent and calm enjoying the pleasant rains, like her. Whereas, others were despite being strangers were friendly enough to start a conversation for a while. Jia could see them smiling, exchanging numbers. Maybe they ...
36 comments
about more ->