Short Draw A Blank Poems
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To say God’s non-existent I draw a blank
It defies all logic if I might be frank
When a crisis that’s pending
Has a real happy ending
And an Atheist is grateful, who does he thank?
Gasping for a thought like a deep breath exhaled into a pillow tightly smothered wondering when will I take the next.
Muffled screams no one to hear, yelps with no intention of fixing me.
Intention was the reason for sanity now its the reason for pain.
Form:
I am too susceptible to poetry
a perfect metaphor
wakes me from stupor
and a clever rhyme
takes me to the sublime
while an elegant elegy
drives away my lethargy
but a mismetered sonnet
makes me hot under the bonnet.
Yet for all these wonders
I struggle to be free
and usually draw a blank.
While in transit I think alot
passing all the stops,
about the moments and memories i have got,
from the start till the terminal,
I try to gather each and every thought
I want to relive again,
but as soon I reach my stop,
I draw a blank to it
and think about the joy
I have got sitting in the transit.
Form:
Each day that passes
There is no healing
A shattered heart
A broken promise
He will not leave
Gone sealed with a kiss
This is what it means
Every word scrambled with a lie
I try not to think
What it mean
When you grow cold a draw a blank
I think about those gone
And she'd a tear
Wishing I could replay the past
With the future near
I guess this is what it mean
Appearances
Life is full of appearances
the fullness of life
new ones arrive as we
awaken each morning..
New appearances
seem to form and color
something within..which
always remains..
The remaining something
is not a thing..it is
perhaps somewhat..
Our minds draw a blank
in looking for said somewhat..
So..for now
let's let somewhat alone..
But be wary that
somewhat may appear
as a thing after all...!
Listen to poem:
Confined for two months
but not complaining
in fact I count my blessings
I try to think back
to pre pandemic life
I draw a blank
Life seeming surreal
the reality of then and now
does not compute
The future’s an unknown
still hovering somewhere
between shock and denial
Like everyone I wish
somehow we could turn back
to pre pandemic life
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~COVID 2020~ 2020
AP: Honorable Mention 2020