A Quest on Overdrive … :)

An eccentric rambler on life's lessons and mercies, found and lost… :)

Indistinct

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Poetry. Such tremulous
Sheer evocative tingling poetry
Comes to me
Inside closed eyes;
Etchings on the inner lid
Trailing out of fingertips
Itching to write…

Always knowing that the self
Is but a conduit;
The source is not within
But in the gossamer threads
That weave themselves into
Pretty magical winged words
I know it’s useless to
Capture them on paper
Into a screen here.

They’re there, those poems,
They come to me, under closed lids.
They tease, they prod, they entice.

And not one offers itself
After that foreplay.
Such teases.

But, oh my!
Oh my! Those lines
That direct themselves
Into such images and metaphors
That have left their searing touch
Under my skin…
Only to disappear, when eyes open…

Oh my!
No matter how I court them

They shall never be mine.

Distinct, they hide.
For fear of being defined
And rent by meaning, perhaps.

Shall I then, let them be?

Indistinct?

30 April, 2015

Day#29 0f #NaPoWriMo , a day out of blogoshpere 😀
Day#30 coming up by end-of-day 🙂 🙂

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Author: Usha Pisharody

A rambler, pretends to be a teacher, loves to dream, and go on Quixotic Quests in the Realm of Romance With Life...

6 thoughts on “Indistinct

  1. If she says her poetry is Indistinct
    Then i say our very Earth is extinct
    The 29th one to the fore
    And countless which have gone before
    They’re clear as crystal, flowing by instinct!

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  2. Okay, Folks, am back to being Gulshan here. :-p

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  4. Moments like this have come to me so many times…..except that it’s when I think of prose. 🙂 And that moment is described so beautifully here!
    But I feel that the most exhilarating moment of all is when you put pen to paper, and you somehow manage to catch your ideas and put them down in just the right words that manage to convey in the best way possible the bare essence of your reflections 🙂 Such moments are rare.

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