Oh, writer's block how you confound me.
You've become my greatest enemy.
Thought's buried in my mind,
why is it that you hide?
Words I plead with you to come out,
won't you please let the thoughts sprout?
All the thoughts have fled my head,
everything's already been said,
still I search and try to find
......
True love never does run smooth and his approach was all wrong.
For Erato was to disapprove and her vehemence was so strong.
How could this puny, mortal man woo such a beautiful goddess,
and dare to even consider a plan to spoil her loveliness?
So she banished him from her sight and the poet lay dead
and his ability to write had completely disappeared and fled.
No more words of love were spoken her for rebuke pierced him through
and unrequited love’s wound had broken his tender heart in two.
I stand back, and light the fuse,
hoping, to awake my muse.
She could be found anywhere,
yet, when I call her, she's not there.
In field of clover, with no pen,
my muse flies to me again.
When I'm busy, hard a work,
she teases me, what a jerk.
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MEDITATION HOUR
Love notes written on vellum
Music scores with smiles between lines
Written in symbols, circles or waves
When lids closed for an hour
I’m inside a strand of hair
......
Maybe too complex to be defined by words,
Smiles so bright that hides the misery.
Maybe too deep to be understood,
An open book yet still a mystery.
Maybe the sentence unread by readers,
Always the poet, never the poetry.
-Aditi Hayaran (Larkspur)
Du bist das Schweigen vor dem Wort,
der Atem hinter jedem Gedanken.
Wenn ich nichts weiß,
findest du mich.
Ein Schatten aus Licht,
der mich zum Schaffen drängt.
You are the silence before the word,
the breath behind every thought.
When I know nothing,
you find your way to me.
A shadow of light
urging me to create.
Jij bent de stilte voor het woord,
de adem achter elke gedachte.
Wanneer ik niets weet,
weet jij mij te vinden.
Een schaduw van licht
die mij aanspoort om te scheppen.
AMNIOTIC FLUID
I am your amniotic fluid
imbibe me
I am your amniotic fluid
I nourish you
implode me
impetuously
lengthen laugh strengthen
through me
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RED SEA
At the mouth I lay splayed
blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink
mud of my anus, ink of my sacred septum
white flags drenched with rain diluted red corpuscles
sharp splinter rain kissing my life force
gasping
A silenced Aleph commanded not
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