Like this circinate hanging there still
I find myself stopped with lost quill
Waiting for a little push to swing again
Hope to receive a tempest before rain
Thoughts infuse and in no time impalpable in air
Before the ink touches the paper it goes off
Blank paper is what I stare...
अद्भुत, बेमिसाल.. वाह सिमरन जी निःशब्द हूँ क्या कहूँ...आभार आपका...!!!!!
ReplyDeleteAapki sarahana ke liye bohot bohot shukriya sanjay ji :)
Deletewow! Awesomely composed Simi!
ReplyDeleteThanks my Diva :D ;)
Deletethe poem conveys a lot, despite short! beautiful sim :)
ReplyDeletehope you get some breeze as inspire
Glad to have you here :)
DeleteI really need an inspiration. Thanks a lot for your kind words.
Loved this short rhyming piece ... you know, I nowadays find it difficult to write rhyming poems, and then I come across your posts. Surely, you got to teach me :-/
ReplyDeleteI see myself as your ultimate teacher . If not this then that :D :P
DeleteI'd be happy to help you :)
Glad you loved it. Thank you!
and today is friendship day :)
ReplyDeleteYeyy :D
DeleteHappy Friendship day , Deeps
* same feeling *
ReplyDeleteMiss you!! :/
DeleteNice poem...
ReplyDeleteHappy Friendship Day wishes to you
thanks
Thank you.
DeleteHappy Friendship day, Krishna :)
That was beautiful...Hope you find an inspiration to write more! :)
ReplyDeleteI hope the same.
DeleteThank you :)
I can relate to the feeling :) of being stuck and needing a push, like that tyre swing. Beautiful poem.
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