poetry

Cease

self

Between the crooked lines and my deaf poetry,

i hear raspberry bowl of emptiness swinging onto my anklet

the sourness, the bitterness

strike right here in the perimeter of earthly images,

a vague amplifier going berserk

silence, noises, screams, Pause.

I am a stained tea- coaster, resting on your blue table

i crave a coffin or a bed now, for I want to cease

till the season changes and my blood spills ink again.

®MVS


53 thoughts on “Cease

  1. Aw, Devika, this is another beautiful gem in your collection of perfect poetic jewels. For the poet, Winter is a time of death and silent slumber as it dreams of Spring’s arrival. Some winters stay for a short period while others last a little longer. The image of the coffin stands out as a dark image but not so. It also represents the yearning for rest so the pen can fill with new ink. We all need these times – these winters.I love how you have used the word cease, which usually means an end, but here, I believe it means that part of you that you want to let go of (that pain) so that your pen’s ink may flow again for love, peace, joy, happiness. I love it!!!!!!!!

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    1. Well, there are so many hidden aspects in this if I can say that. You are pretty correct about the flow of pen and the season. I actually don’t know why did I write this work but I am sure you know that well through my words.

      Alex, I am immensely grateful to you!

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      1. Yes, Devika, your poetry always offers the gift of layers and I do love to peel them back top see what is inside. You are welcome but I am happy to read you!

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  2. “i crave a coffin or a bed now, for I want to cease

    till the season changes and my blood spills ink again.”

    With this closing line, I hereby close my eyes and dream for a while…. of beauty woven with words!!

    ❤

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  3. First of all the pic is soo good.This poem says that you have writers block.You all told about emptiness and taking break.crooked lines and deaf poetry it says the thoughts are not in flow which you can’t hear and you told about raspberry bowl emptiness which is obvious.but another beautiful line you wrote is bitterness and sourness win perimeter of earthly images..this is soo good..it just says you are not getting the full image of your mind and something is not clear .vague amplifier going berserk wowww..it says how vague your images are in your mind.and the line about bed and coffin is great..and last line about spilling ink with blood and season changes says that you definitely want to take some time or break from all these until you get into form

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