I can't comprehend the language of love
anymore, I feel I am a new born illiterate
After unlearning the love and it's mirage
I have frozen the memories in my mind
I have closed the doors of my faint heart
Maybe, I am getting older to like misery
Maybe, I am finding peace in the voids
That I didn't try to fill with a new person
I found my old hobbies more exciting
That I started doing things I gave up
I learned the art of gratitude to appreciate
The small things that give me happiness
I am gifting my precious time to silence
I am hearing the voices from the nature
I'm delving deep into the novel thoughts
I'm praying calmly to the god for guidance
I'm dreaming silently about a new destiny
I'm giving my pen ink to write new words
It has opened the floodgates of poetry
In a way, I am relearning languages of life
A poem based on wordprompts from #inkmine . Image from Unsplash
5 comments:
This is such a beautiful piece. Thanks for sharing!
This was a really awesome piece. I wish I could write like that. I also loved the parts of hobbies and gratitude because they're great for our mental wellbeing
This is a nice piece of poetry. Your moods and desires are beautifully expressed in these verses and rhymes. Thanks for sharing.
I love how it build up before take a smooth landing. You have a great talent!
Thanks alot for the comments 🙂
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