This is the fourth and the final poem in the anthology of poems called Lifecycle of a poem.
My taloned hands
my bony
fingers are itching
to dip themselves in the
ink and
paint
a visceral picture of
pain and
beauty and
all that there is;
Chaotic thoughts
in my resplendent mind
is looking for a vent
a small window,
rushing and pushing them
to get that whiff of air
A word, drop
dripping here and there
marks and maps the trail
for my salvation
for my ashen heart
and an
opulent window
for my dreams and desires
A fistful of angst and sadness
poured and rubbed over the pages
molds and shape my
unspoken desires
born naked on the
nape of my neck
giving voice to the
unborn voices
in a million tongues.
You can lick, suck and
soak yourself
in the exuberance of the
beauty
I’m carrying within
Before I write and spill
my eternal love
on the few
pieces of
that yellow faded
papyrus,
I call
my
poetry.
–Megha
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I’m a mother of a smart and energetic seven-year-old. I started expressing myself creatively since the last two years. Since then I have been continuously inspired by events in my life and around me which has helped me in penning my thoughts.
I’m an avid reader, loves to sing, an ardent lover of poetry and sometimes can scribble few lines too. Loves to dance in the rain, have an undying love for nature, can watch the beautiful sunset for hours. Love to kiss and hug my loved ones.
I have worked in the IT field for almost a decade as a manager, worked crazy hours and traveled around the world. In that busy schedule, I never got the time to creatively express my thoughts. Now every time I finish a poem, free verse anything it fills me with so much happiness and excitement and a feeling to have created something of my own. I’m planning to post at least one creation of mine weekly.
Lastly, a million thanks to all who visit, like or follow my tiny bits of creation.
Every time you do that, I get to know one more beautiful person in my life and get the chance to see their creation too.
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After which we enjoy and savour it’s beauty Megha. You dress up your words and thoughts so well 👍
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Thanks Radhika,You are a silver tongue poetess too.
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™.
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Beautiful!
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Thanks so much.Its a collection of four poems.
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This is some great poetry! it’s so sensual, so deep!
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Thanks so much.
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I mean the words are very evocative! They can be felt with senses!
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Thanks again for such kind words.They are part of an anthology.Do read the rest of them.Would love to hear your thoughts.
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Would love to! thanks for sharing! 🙂
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Fantastic poem. The way you describe the creative process, the intensity, all that, simply amazing.
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Thanks so much for reading.
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Oh my, this truly is the child of a poet and your blog is a nursery, filled with the laughter, tears, joy and fears of thoughts now given life. And to depict this birthing of the poem you write a masterpiece. From he beginning, the image of the predator (an Eagle) is perfect in describing how the poet attacks the ink on paper. Attacking and attacking until all that is left are the innards of thoughts, scattered across the clean page. Then you follow with such gentleness it truly juxtaposes the calmness of the inner spirit that breathes a sigh of relief as this child is given life on that yellow papyrus. What a gorgeous ending to your Lifecycle of a Poem. Just beautiful!!!!!!
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Exactly..you got it right to the Tee.That is precisely the reason I have chosen the poems in that order as it reflects the birthing of a poem, right from the definition, to the writer’s block, then the appearance of the muse which finally gives birth to the poem.I absolutely loved your metaphor of Eagle.It’been an absolute pleasure to read your feedback for my poem.Thanks so much from the core of my heart.
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You are kindly welcome, Megha! Happy writing!
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Reblogged this on Megha's World and commented:
Today is World Poetry Day 2020 and I would like to share this.
Love and light to everyone.
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