I Want To Be a Poet Again

My words have eluded, 
they are upset, I didn't write for awhile,
My mind is filled with new thoughts
but without words, I can't reflect them. 
Words give life to poet's muse and
they can do wonders when they rhyme.
Joy of a poet resides in power of words, 
when they come closer to form a verse.

Oh! my words,
Please hold the flow of my imagination,
Let sky smile, meadows be magical,
Let breeze sing and daffodils dance,
Let rain be quiet and silence speak,
Let stars stare and moon mesmerize,
Let waves whisper and sea be serene,
........I want to be a poet again.  



Sep 7, 2016.
MUSE ON THE LOOSE - Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by: John lawless
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Turner Avatar
September 8, 2016 at 9:09 AM
The elusive muse. When they arrive one must satisfy or it will leave as quickly as it came. A very fun read Meenakshi. Good luck in contest.
Scars Avatar
September 8, 2016 at 7:57 AM
such great flow Meenakshi, I love the repeated words..good luck will do well in the contest :)-luloo
Babbit Avatar
September 7, 2016 at 2:47 PM
THough it my fade or disappear awhile, the muse is persistent and we who hold the pen, find no escape. Truly enjoyed this poetic rendition of your muse.
Raina Avatar
September 7, 2016 at 10:55 PM
Thank you DM...
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