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Tinkering with emptiness
on the notepad of my mind
I doodle some musings
scribble some ramblings
fumbling with random words
on a blank tablet called mind.
I was once a poet.
That is, I thought that I could think.
Now, unable to do that ordinary chore of my emotions,
I realise to my utter dismay ~
The memories that were finally pushed away
Are the ones that wrote the verse every single day.
I was merely the pen & paper
Supplied by the muse, The ink flowed directly my way..
what an irony that to be fulfilled or resigned to fate
Has, from U, the most beautiful gift snatched away.
Purvi's Purple Petals 
You really do have a talent. Beautiful poetry and a very beautiful person. I love the way you express emotions in such a graceful way. Because truly, my emotions hardly (if Ever) come out gracefully. They juz kinda fly right outta me. Beautiful!
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This kind of a comment is absolutely soul-grooving!! made me dance in joy 😉 Thanks a million & hugs!
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this is beautiful purvi! 🙂
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Jeff, this is wonderfyl to see U here. my honor 🙂
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well expressed poem , makes you think about the muse , thanks for sharing .
“The memories that were finally pushed away
Are the ones that wrote the verse every single day.” loved these lines
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This happens with all of us .. some days when we think we can write but muse deserts and others when words force us to sit and pay attention .. i really liked this one !
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Beautiful it is 🙂
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the most poetically expressed writers block ever written…the contrast makes it all the more amazing..
and thank you..after reading your work i feel all the more charged up..
cheers!!!
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dear poetess,
please link your poem to Jingle Poetry potluck as well.
your support is highly appreciated.
cheers.
love your special way with words.
keep shining.
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Lovely … really made me think. Thanks for sharing 🙂
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You pulled out some nice verse from a characterization of ‘blank minds’ – too often encountered when I sit down to write 🙂
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you did well on this one! mines here~ http://fiveloaf.wordpress.com/2010/06/18/natures-gravity/
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I loved the philosophical touch!
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I am glad to read you again Purvi!!
Wonderful imagery- very real..
Many hugs xx
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‘memories that were finally pushed away
Are the ones that wrote the verse every single day.’
I don’t know that this poem was as much about writers’ block as about accessing the subconscious where poetry lives! Whatever, if got to me who does access my subconscious except when I have writers’ block then it’s time for a coffee!
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With the words you’ve scribbled here, to me you’re still a poet … You’ll make new memories to inspire you, we all do!
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I love the way you express your feeling here. I love the idea of how things just appear in our minds and are written on paper then we can’t think of anything else. It is so amazing to me and I have an appreciation for those who can express it so well! Great poem!
J.R.
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I think we all can relate, as you put this so beautifully into words.
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Thanks a bouqet all of U..! Its been wonderful to find the overwhelming response here!! Bless U all! :):)
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When you can make an empty mind rhyme,
your pen, my friend, will ne’er to fate resign!
🙂
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Invite you to join poets rally week 42,
Bless you, your absence is missed.
Keep up the excellence.
You Rock!
xx
let you know that you win the perfect poet award for week 41, let me know if you take it,
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