Sunday, May 11, 2025

My Quill stops for a While





1.                My quill stops for a while

                   I don’t know the reason why

                 “Stop for a moment and let thoughts come; try

                   Not to come in the way; wait for a while

                   She said". " Let me pause and let thoughts come out

                   As naturally as flowers sprout

                   In the still hours of cool dewy night.

                   Let them unfold like blooming rays, russet and bright."


2.              It is not swift like a flight of birds
  
                 Like a seasoned jeweler, apt words you have to choose
 
                 Matching with rhythm, no superfluous phrases loose

                 Thoughts come up like churned butter out of curds;

                 In harmony with meaning and structural plan

                If not proper sense and feeling one cannot scan;

                A mere scribbling of lines will not precisely bring;

               With effluent flow your inspiration should sing.


3.           Let thoughts gradually grow

               No hurried pace of your thoughts

              Like ripening berries with golden glow

              Apt words should jet through your heart.

             Let not your mind run wild; be calm.

             Let your thoughts gain strength like windy storm
 
             The words will patter like pure snowy flakes

             Calm contemplation is what poetry makes.


4.         Don’t obstruct the poetic flow

            As your fancy conjures images with impressive charm

            To show your thoughts in solid concrete form;

           A sense of joy fills you like sunny glow

           In misty autumn with lingering chill

           Poetic creation, an adventurous thrill

           If you rise above narrow mesh of ego and pride

          Putting your thoughts on paper, a joyous ride.


5.     Rest your quill and be calm

        Observe nature in a leisurely way

        Just as in life, your patience pays;

       No hasty ways to choose the perfect form

       For the right fruitful moment gently wait

       Till you find the right expression to write.

       You find yourself purged and serene

       As cool and fine like Elysian Garden green.


6.   Like a gardener with due care

      Trim your work till they get a proper form

      In simplicity lies a greater charm

     A poem should dazzle in proper wear

    Restrain your reckless flow with critical eyes

    Do not think yourself too perfect and wise

    A poem should be a well-cut diamond bright

   Impressing readers with facts and insights.


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     11th May 2025                              Somaseshu Gutala

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