Nonsense Failure Poem by RAJAT GHOSH

When the pen stops,
Pain kisses the mind;
And the untold stories,
Unheard music of life,
Speechless speeches,
Motionless motions
And happy anxiety
Converse cunningly
At the silent valley of Spring.
One tries to find meanings
Among meaningless signifiers;
And tirelessly tries to reconstruct
The real deconstruction of life.
He fails like the American Plath.
He is possibly a lonely lover,
He is not like Juliet's Romeo.
But can he not be the Romeo?
But now the painful pen is tired,
Who will be the Shakespear?