I’m sore! I can write no more!

sore

 

My shoulders are aching

And so is my skull. I’m lying

on the bed

With my hands behind my head.

 

My neck feels like its gonna give away

God! What a price I must pay

For this madness

That’s caused me this soreness!

 

A zillion thoughts

Brewing; must be attended to, before it rots

Like stallions – galloping by the sea

Their manes flying, wild and free

 

Atoms bumping into one another

On a narrow highway; Oh! what a terrible bother!

I close my eyes and wish

If only there was a way – swish!

 

That they could be captured

And caged

in the pages, of this diary

that lies in wait, beside me.

 

I focus – the power of my mind being tested

‘Go, go’ I say, ‘I order you with the power vested

in me.’ And then, I look –

Nothing! The book-

 

Lies frozen, by my side

Opened wide

Abandoned

Shunned

 

My shoulders are aching

I can do no more writing

My hands behind my head

I lie still on my bed

 

It’s past mid-night

I turn off the light

And put them to bed – these untamed horses,

And call it a day, stopping these obnoxious verses!

sore1  😉

 

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22 responses to “I’m sore! I can write no more!”

  1. Abirbhav Avatar

    You are an inspiration, you can’t be sore
    If you write no more, many will get bored
    So please fight back and resume writing more
    And instill awe in the people with your mesmerizing lore.. 😊

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  2. rothpoetry Avatar

    Very nicely done! Great images.

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    1. Smitha V Avatar

      Thank you for visiting my blog and your good words. It led me to your blog. I enjoyed reading the poem on your grandmother’s blueberry pie. Looking forward to reading more.

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      1. rothpoetry Avatar

        Wonderful! Thank you for stopping by. Hopefully we will read more back and forth.

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        1. Smitha V Avatar

          Definitely 🙂 Have a wonderful weekend.

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          1. rothpoetry Avatar

            oops… sure!

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            1. Smitha V Avatar

              Oh I did not mean to end abruptly🙂…thought the ‘oops’ was for that.

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              1. rothpoetry Avatar

                No I misspelled it in my comment! :>)

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  3. calmkate Avatar

    glad the pains are gone … I’m pretty sure he may have meant mental or emotional agony 🙂
    But you wrote it so skilfully 🙂

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    1. Smitha V Avatar

      Thank you Kate. Yes🙂 decided to make light of the pain by adding a little humor. So glad you liked it.

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  4. boundlessblessingsblog Avatar

    Wow awesome and it is really good to be writing when there is pain and suffering to let go, Smitha. Nice poem.

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    1. Smitha V Avatar

      Thank you dear Kamal. Hope you’re doing fine. It’s been a long time🙂

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      1. boundlessblessingsblog Avatar

        Welcome always dear Smitha. Yes all good my front and yes not seeing you much on wordpress. I hope all is good with you too.

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        1. Smitha V Avatar

          Thank you Kamal. Yes all’s good. Just tied up with both the girls giving their boards 🙂

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          1. boundlessblessingsblog Avatar

            Oh all the very best to both of them, Smitha. God bless 🙏🙏🙏🙏

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            1. Smitha V Avatar

              Thank you so,so much Kamal🙏❤. They need all the good wishes and blessings they can get.

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              1. boundlessblessingsblog Avatar

                Welcome 😊😊😊😊 dear Smitha

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  5. Margie Avatar

    I hope your aches and pains go away, soon.
    Well done on the poem.
    I bet Ernest Hemingway would also say bravo.
    BTW he is one of my favorite authors.
    Be well and rest easy

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    1. Smitha V Avatar

      Thank you Margie for the warm encouragement❤. That’s very sweet of you. I wrote this poem a few days ago and posted it now when the pains left. I wonder if he meant ‘physical pain’ though🙂.

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      1. Margie Avatar

        You are most welcome, Smitha ❤
        It’s probably more likely Hemingway was talking about mental pain even though he did suffer physical aliments as well.

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