my muse deserted me
leaving behind a vacuum
which grows and grows
and engulfs.
how did I frighten it away?
will it ever return?
dwelling in a vacuum
is no fun.
thoughts drift in
and drift away.
like a yo-yo
with the string snapped
i roll away and stop
in some corner
till the cleaner sweeps me off and dumps me
in the waste bin
to be trashed.
emotions profound....with words captivating creating an atmosphere...where there is jus silence and silence!
ReplyDeleteI can so relate to this!!!!! Thank you for putting into words what I have been feeling, of late. It is good also to see you post my dear friend. I hope your muse will return in full force and we will see more.
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ReplyDeletecant tell you how glad i'm to see you. i try every day to access your blog, and wonder.
harman
thanks .so encouraging.
Like an artist's brush,
ReplyDeleteyour words flow !
Cheer up, else they will call you
muse less poet!
thank you Doctor Antony for the lovely compliments.museless poet:-)
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