Why is it that the heavy heart
Never slows down, despite my willing it?
Why does that indefinable, infinitesimal
Infernal lump in my throat still allow me to breathe?
Why, even when I drown in self inflicted silence,
Do words impinge, float, escape, and express themselves?
Even as my heart, my soul curl themselves back
Into the fetal form, closing themselves
Turning inward, why do I still go on
And move, and find myself open
Vulnerable
Why cannot I let that period define
And close a labouring life?
Curl my whole self, tightly
Airlessly, compacting myself
Implode, to that zing.
Pulling the plug, within.
26 April, 2012
April 26, 2012 at 1:58 pm
here’s to the unplugging, within 🙂
cheers to how you translate the thoughts into words and how they enthrall the reader and endearingly entice them to come back for more!
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April 26, 2012 at 2:06 pm
David 🙂 Sigh. You do know how give even the most absurd rambles here a life 🙂 Thank you for punishing yourself each time by being back here 🙂 😀
And yes! here’s to the unplugging 😀
Thank you immensely!
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April 26, 2012 at 3:01 pm
Ouch for the hurting…it seriously gets to a point where soul is just begging to be relieved of the pain inside…
But you are Usha you rise and you keep going and you walk even when nothing can be seen..cos you are USHA 🙂
hugs n love and lots of positive vibes 🙂
love ya 🙂
beautiful poetry 🙂
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April 26, 2012 at 6:04 pm
Ah, Soma, what would I do without that positive vibe you keep around you! Thank you for the warmth, and the words 🙂 of course nothing can keep one down, one just wallows in it, for effect, :D, and then rises from there 🙂 🙂 Thank you, and hugs 🙂
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April 26, 2012 at 3:23 pm
why because if we could do that life would become too easy .. and when has easy things brought good..
so yeah getting up, standing tall and taking on all that … now thats what brings a smile later on ..
Take care and that was a lovely poem .. high five on pulling the plug .. Watch out here You come ..
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April 26, 2012 at 6:07 pm
On the spot there, Bikram, you are! You’ve got to get low at times, to appreciate the highs as well 🙂 Hi5, as I pull that plug… and *poof* there I go 🙂 🙂
Thank you so much!
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April 26, 2012 at 4:56 pm
Hm. I could totally identify. I find that how much ever you try, you can’t really unplug if you’re not that kind of a person. So maybe its better to let things out in the open and feel the relief.
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April 26, 2012 at 6:08 pm
Aayushi, you read that well, especially about sometimes not being that kind of person, though one would want to be, maybe 🙂 And yes, that is timely advice, to let things out, in the open, and air out the thoughts and emotions 🙂 Thank you so much!
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April 26, 2012 at 7:28 pm
Creativity can be so cathartic! The moment you decided to write down your thoughts on paper, the purging (unplugging!) process started! Good piece of writing. Keep it up!
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April 27, 2012 at 11:35 am
Thank you Narinder Jit. Your words are really encouraging!
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May 2, 2012 at 2:57 am
I can sooo relate to this!
Beautifully done!! 🙂
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May 2, 2012 at 8:52 am
Archana, thank you!
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May 2, 2012 at 4:49 pm
This is a theme that can fit into so many contexts, Usha Di. The words you choose for your works, the flavour and the pace – they all come together to delight. I absolutely loved it!
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August 5, 2012 at 11:14 am
Debo, thank you 🙂
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June 23, 2012 at 12:04 pm
There is a lot in it that I can relate to… Its penned so well…
Verses seem to have an unique way to let others know what you actually feel!
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August 5, 2012 at 11:14 am
Daffodil, thank you too!
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