I desperately scribble on the paper,
As if it would write something onto itself,
I barely get a line completed,
All I want is to escape this block,
This block in my mind; in my life,
Where stagnancy has become permanent,
A hurdle after every inch of movement,
Every time I start afresh,
The same confusion bites again,
The gap between the two questions,
What should be done?
What I want to do?
Never seems to collapse,
I wear a barbed tiara,
It will give bruises and cuts,
I know and I fear them none,
What I need is the dose of courage
to escape the block –
in my mind, in my life.
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Poem © Copyright Salvwi Prasad (POETICbug)
I was blocked in life for a long, long time. I went through depression because of it. But I kept telling myself that things would change when they're meant to, and they did. We just have to be patient. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Chrys. I agree with you. Patience is the key. :)
DeleteCan't tell you how much I identified with this feeling. Had suffered from it for years.....have gained back the courage to read and write....the passion is back again....But it took years....Very well-expressed....
ReplyDeleteThank you Sunaina. It is good to hear that you returned to your passion. :)
DeleteAnd with all the dilemma you weave amazing lines. What better than a writer's block then for you I say ;) Well written!
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha :) Thank you Shashank :)
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