Mary Jesusa Villegas

I Can't Write Poetry Anymore

Listening to the coming sounds
of the melody of
the words
the pigment that enhances
my rainbow
It's my vacation already
But my poetry
might soon

I can't write poetry anymore
I just feel it
wrapping my heart
my soul
into a sacred union
that makes me clearly see
in the world of domination.

Can I make the naked silence
my poetry?
It's odd
but I feel it
unwrap me
It's my vacation already.

little stress
little burden
little minutes of seconds
where everything is frozen

little trouble
little fear
little sweat that melted
my thin-grown eyelashes
my thin-grown eyebrows
little euphoria
when I'm near
But I know God
you're always here
in my poetry

I am calm. I am free
Can I write poetry?
I am calm. I am free
Take me back my poetry! -
my every-
minutes of seconds
where everything is frozen
thin-grown eyelashes
thin-grown eyebrows

It's my vacation already
will my poetry?
I am calm and I am free,
to follow the melody.

Submitted: Saturday, October 15, 2011
Edited: Saturday, October 15, 2011
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  • Rookie - 147 Points Ency Bearis (10/17/2011 8:14:00 AM)

    A lyric poem, that's a good composition that can stimulate more creativity into poetry. This is a nice motivating thought, well penned. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 3 Points Vipins Puthooran (10/15/2011 5:15:00 AM)

    Sometimes a poetic obscurity that can obsess us from writing something...
    I like the middle portion of this poem, where the presence of God in your mind turns to a positive attitude...
    It's a nice poem.... Written well (Report) Reply

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